Alexander Spit: “Slowly but surely, I started experimenting with drugs with Kelsey [and my small crew of friends]. We liked to be rebellious, we would ask people to buy us 40s and cigarettes from the liquor store when we were like 10-years-old. By the time we were beginning high school—don’t know if it was teen angst, teen depression or what you would call it—but shit got dark for all of us.

“We started drinking more, smoking more, and trying mushrooms. My grandma was living at my crib at the time—God bless that woman—but she had an amputated leg so she had Percocets on deck at all times. We would steal Percocets from her so we were fucked up on painkillers at the beginning of high school.

“I don’t know if you would call it a drug addiction or if it was a completely alcoholic mindset. But around sophomore year, we all started getting caught more. Mom was finding weed in our drawers or we would come home smelling like cigarettes and alcohol. Fools would be getting arrested, getting caught by the cops. Things just started catching up to us.

“I had been semi-decent in school but as freshman year hit, I stopped caring. Sophomore year, they literally pulled out my transcript and they were like, ‘You showed up to only three days this semester.’ I always got away with it because I got home before my parents so I could erase the voicemails that the school would leave. Eventually my folks caught onto the fact that I was fucking up.

“Ultimately, my parents thought the thing that I needed to keep away from was my friends. So they sent me away from The Bay to live with my grandparents down in Los Angeles when I was a sophomore. They didn’t enroll me into school or nothing, I was literally on lockdown with strict Filipino grandparents. I knew nobody in L.A. and had no means of transportation. I was literally on lockdown for about six months.

“I don’t know if you would call it alcoholism, drug addiction or what, but eventually I gave in. I was like, ‘I can’t beat the system I’m in right now, I’m still under the law of my parents until I turn 18.’ So I gave in and told my grandparents and parents that I’ll stay sober, do good in school, and eventually move back to The Bay. And that I’d go to AA meetings.”