Don't you think I had the pleasent suprise of being woken up by a call from the police today about two seized shipments (of Etizolam) in August?
Just now that I'd ordered my last 100, or the last I ever intended to order, just to last me enough to taper down with. It was only small amounts, like 50 or 100 in each, but I've already had MULTIPLE seizures, and even police searches in my home (I had one last winter after the customs had seized so many shipments, but I just admitted everything and explained the situation, and it was brought down to a fine).
He said they'll try to do the same thing now, but it might not be possible as they now have so much that has been imported in my name, so it might go up for trial in a few months. Oh well, I'm not really worried. No one will send me to prison, anyway, and I have all kinds of doctors, psychiatrists, and social workers to witness for me. Plus it will help my case that I have quit and stopped importing by that time.
The police here are kind, anyway, and I'm good with them and they don't have the heart to be too hard on me. They know it's not like I'm some large-scale gangster or seller, anyway, and I've never been involved in the illegal drug-scene where I live (that's the advantage of buying research chemicals) and they have much worse drug-users to worry about. All this for some Etizolam.
Plus, the prison queues are so long, many end up not having to serve their sentence in the end. I'm probably just looking at yet another fine (I'll never be able to pay them all down). Not exactly looking forward to a court-case, but at least I have a huge support-system of public officials after I've needed so much help over the past year, and they will probably sort it out somehow. (Just need to make sure my dad doesn't find out about any of this, as that's the last thing I need, he's always on my case as it is).