Throughout my life I was looking for love, instead I found a life of crime, cheque fraud, prostitution and eventually the life of drugs. I was not a user instead I became a dealer of both marijuana and cocaine. After doing a stint in Manitoba on a prostitution charge, I met a man who I eventually married. During our relationship we were involved in cheque fraud, then we decided to go straight and we did. We had two children and on our daughters sixteenth birthday we lost her in a car accident. Teenagers drinking and driving. 

Suddenly our life fell apart and we split up. My life spiraled down hill and to survive I became a drug dealer. I found it to be a prosperous life, but one filled with fear and becoming very paranoid. When I dealt for the bikers I was safe under their umbrella. The justice system just seemed to ignore me, but when I went private, my life changed. I was taxed by the bikers and eventually fled town, when an acquaintence died. I was accused of putting a hit on him.