Over these fifteen years in prison, I’ve witnessed things that many could only imagine. I sit and write this & congratulate myself on not becoming a lost soul. When I say lost, I mean someone who has let the time take over them to the point that they become mentally and sometimes physically unrecognizable as the person that they once were prior to incarceration. I came into prison at the young age of seventeen and I remember thinking, how am I going to manage to do this sentence that I was given? Now I look back and smile because now I’m preparing for my return.
I strengthened my mind & body and consistently reminded myself that it could be worse. I used my time wisely and educated myself and took advantage of every opportunity provided me by the Virginia Department of Corrections. Was it hard? I wouldn’t say that, but it wasn’t easy. I went through trials and tribulations that enabled me to overstand and look at things in various different lights. Did I want to do prison time? No, but I feel as I needed to do prison time. It may sound crazy, but it’s true. You are never put through anythin
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Hello, I’m from Canada. I saw your post and I like what I read. What a sincere post. May God continue to bless you š Lisa
Lisa,
I just ran across your post and I just wanted to let you know that Iām so proud of you for taking advantage of the time you had to spend in prison, especially at such a young, vulnerable age, to better yourself and educate yourself! You could have chosen to go down the wrong path and you were strong enough to make the decision not to and instead make yourself a changed, better, educated person! Congratulations and I truly wish you all the best! Keep up the good work!! š