My 21st birthday I got blackout drunk on whiskey. I was fully clothed and sleeping in an apartment complex hot tub. A woman called the cops because she was scared I was drowning. When the cops got there I begged them to kill me. When they didn’t I attacked them...

I tried to grab a cop’s gun. I lived. I wasn’t charged with anything. They drove me home and told me to get help and wished me a happy birthday.

If I wasn’t a white kid in a beach city this would not have ended this way

The next day I decided to throw away the shirt I was wearing because it was “bad luck”