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  • When my loved one first told me that the prison keeps $150 from an inmate’s account for a body bag, I laughed and asked, “Why? Do they expect inmates to leave that way?” The more I learn about the correctional system, the more I understand why that policy exists. Deaths in custody happen more often…

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  • There’s a particular kind of fear that lives in a parent who is incarcerated, the fear of not being able to protect your child. It is not abstract. It is constant. You don’t know who they are around, what they are exposed to or whether they feel safe. you cannot show up if something goes…

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  • Doing time is hard, especially in an isolated environment with limited stimulation. The walls are not just physical barriers; they slowly close in on the mind. Days become repetitive, quiet, and emotionally draining. In many institutions, the routine rarely changes, and the lack of meaningful activity can leave people feeling forgotten and disconnected from the…

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  • Many of us feel grateful when we get a phone call from our loved ones in prison. That call can mean everything. It brings comfort, reassurance, and a sense of connection in a place where isolation is part of daily life. But that same black phone fixed to the wall is a double-edged sword. We…

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  • Sorry for going MIA lately. I’ve been dealing with some prison-related matters that I will talk about in this blog post. This experience has opened my eyes in ways I never expected. I never truly understood how important language is until now. The wording and tone used in a binding document or an expert opinion…

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  • The Breaking Point No One Sees There are moments in this life where everything feels like too much. Not all at once…but slowly, quietly, like a weight that keeps adding up until you realize you can barely carry it anymore. And no one sees it happening. Because on the outside, I’m still showing up.Still taking…

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  • The Parts I Don’t Say Out LoudThere are things I carry that I don’t always talk about.Not because they don’t matter…but because putting them into words makes them feel too real.People think the hardest part of this life is the distance.And yes, the distance hurts.But what hurts more is everything that comes with it, the…

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  • People think they know me. They look at my life from the outside and quietly put labels on it:“She chose this.”“She should’ve left.”“She must be weak.” But what you think you know about me… isn’t even close to the truth. You don’t see the mornings where I wake up already tired, not from sleep, but…

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  • There are moments in life when everything you thought was stable suddenly shifts. The ground beneath you no longer feels solid. The plans you carefully built begin to crumble, and the future becomes uncertain. In these moments, it is natural to search for meaning, to look for answers, explanations or even something to hold onto.…

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  • I have become a single mother overnight, not by choice but by circumstances. Suddenly, you are left to navigate and build life all by yourself. No more shared dreams, only shattered ones. I am being pulled in so many directions with no one to share the responsibilities with. I hear people talk about being a…

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