in my life I have had several good women friends...but have always maintained that I would hate to live in a society where the men and women are basically segregated...then I went to prison...and in my ten years there I made wonderful friends who are all very different from each other...different from me...we all bonded and made a "family" of sorts...we help each other, encourage each other and understand each other...I find it outstanding that I went to prison and found people who I wouldnt want to be without in my life...not all of them know each other *I was there longer than most* and not all of them like each other...but we all share a common bond through our experience in that place and they all love me and I them...and so I am excited today for everyone to turn out and say goodbye to me...and even the few who have never been to prison I met through people I knew the end we all have very different lives than we had in that place but across the board my friends do the right thing and have lives they can be proud of despite the stigma we all deal with and that makes us stronger and more determined than most...
wickedlittlepixie wickedlittlepixie 41-45, F 4 Responses Nov 24, 2012

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Great story. Thanks for sharing it.

I totaly agree with you.
I have had a similar experience!

Good that You are and remained positive throughout.

Well the facility I was at is not a horrible place, the loss of our freedom was the horrible part....unless you are very determined to it is hard to maintain miserable for long if you arent being beaten, raped or starved and none of those things happened there...I grieved for my child, my life for about a yr and then got on with building a life and getting an education...I asked my self the same three questions I ask anywhere I can I help myself and how can I help my community

May you get ample strength and opportunity to cover up for the kid.
Peace ahead for you.

I was lucky there son and I have an amazing relationship which would not have been possible without the people who love him and care about need to cover anything up...he was five and there the night everything happened...he has always known and thats a good doesnt matter what they said in court...he knows the truth and nothing makes me happier then that

Good. Treasure all n enjoy.

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Life is very, very real. We are truly along for the ride. We can celebrate the best and learn from the rest.

May the road rise up to meet you, pix. generally does and I am so darn clumsy I usually trip *wink* but it makes my journey interesting anyway * mischievous pixie grin*