Personal Account of Arrest in Japan

I'm a recovering ketamine addict, and my addiction led me to be arrested in

Japan

and held in detainment for five months.

Nine police officers raided my hotel room.

They had a court warrant to search my hotel room and to

take my laptop and my phone. I was then taken to the police center, where

I was interrogated for 24 hours. As soon as I landed in Japan,

I wanted to get ketamine. I messaged a friend

who I thought would be able to find me someone in Japan.

They said-

Japan's prison system operates under strict military style discipline and

a highly structured routine where every minute of an inmate's day is

meticulously timed.

I had sent them the money, my address.

On April 12th at 7:30 in the morning, nine police officers

raided my hotel room with a warrant for my arrest.

I played dumb. I was like, "I don't know why you're here." Very,

very quickly after the translator kind of explained, the

pit of my stomach dropped.

I got taken to the jail. Once I got to the jail, I had to

change out of my own clothes into the clothes that they provided, and I

got put in a cell. This cell

was like a stereotypical jail. There was jail bars.

There was a bamboo flooring. I had a futon,

but I could only use the futon in the sleeping hours.

So they would give me the futon

in, in the evening, and I would lay it out and I could sleep.

The first day I was in that jail, I was getting used to everything.

In the morning, they brought me food that they had bought

from the convenience store, which was a egg

roll. I had to give them the futon because

you're not allowed it when

you're in the jail and you're not sleeping.

There was nothing in there, just a toilet.

Then I got taken to a room to speak to a public lawyer.

The public lawyer told me I was looking at about

five months, but I needed to be honest and tell the truth.

That was how I was going to get out of this quicker.

I told them the fact that I hadn't been honest about how I

knew that what was coming in the post, and they said to me, "You should be

honest. They've got all the evidence.

This will be better in your case." So this meeting

really hit me hard. I realized I needed to be honest,

and on day two, they had to officially detain me, which

means that I had to go to the court, and the

court prosecutor and the judge would officially detain me.

I was in the car with them, and

stupidly, when we arrived to the court, I knew in

the back of the car that my stuff was there, and I knew in my stuff

that there

was a cigarette and a vape. I thought, "I just want a cigarette.

I just want to just calm down." And I slipped my hand

out of the handcuff and then put it in the back of the

boot to try and get the vape. As I was doing this,

they kind of noticed. They tried to pin me down,

put me back in the handcuffs,

and I kicked off, and I was screaming.

Eventually, they got me out of the car.

In my head, I thought I could try and run away and maybe

I could get another passport, swim to another island.

Once we got to the court, they took me into a separate room where

they showed

me a video of what would happen in this courtroom when they would

officially detain me. Eventually, I got taken into the

room with the judge and the prosecutor.

Had to answer some questions. Those questions were mainly about

my residency in Japan because that was the main reason why

I was detained. If I had a residency in Japan,

I wouldn't have

been detained. They asked me some questions.

I told them I was guilty. They officially detained me