Learn from my mistakes


To The People of the Community:

Let me tell you a little story about a young man with denial!

– I walk down a street, there’s a hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost and helpless. It isn’t my fault. It takes me forever to find a way out!

– I walk down the same street. There is a hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don’t see it. I fell in again. I can’t believe I am in the same place. But it isn’t my fault. It still takes a long time to get out.

– I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole, I see it is there. I still fall in. It’s a HABIT. My eyes are open. I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately.

– I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole. Now I walk around it.

– I walk down another street.

That young man with denial is me. My name is Chad Lessor. I’ve been a drug addict since I’ve been about 16-17 years old. It started with alcohol, then went to marijuana, from that to opiates and eventually it ended up being crystal meth. It took me until I was 37 years old to ask for help and treatment. It was too late. I’ve been BUSTED, the very next day after I asked for treatment.

My name has been thrown through the paper lately. It all hasn’t been true. Saying that I have been making crystal meth all over Dickinson County for the last three years is not true at all. I am not saying that I haven’t ever made it, but I can say that I didn’t sell it. I traded people for boxes of Sudafed, an exchange from one addict to another. I’ve never given it to a young child and everyone I did give it to usually called me first.

I am not saying what I was doing was right, I’m asking you to please forgive me for what I have done to the community. I am making the steps towards a clean and sober life. I ask for everyone to learn from my mistakes. I would not want any other person to go through what I am going through right now. I was in denial for a long, long time – a confused kind of thinking – a potent, powerful, destructive kind of thinking, protecting myself from reality and from help. Once again, I ask you, the community for forgiveness for what I have done.

God bless.

Chad L. Lessor

Iron Mountain