When I was inside, I never had peace. I recognized things that if I'd been free they would have been wonderful, but there was always that black cloud over the place that just separated the free air from the locked up air. What happens to your head when you are under those conditions and many more intrusive ones in prison along with the daily fight to survive the mental and emotional battle are incredible. That's when you know, you've forgotten about the freeworld and you are just in there 'doing your time' day by day. All the days run into one long one, weeks run into weeks until they are just long months with no real beginning and no real end.
Fights happen all the time.
For the stupidest reason. I've seen people fight over a bite of ice cream. Tell me if you think its still worth it. Soon I'm going to be posting many more letters from prison, art from prison and reports of my visits to prison to keep you informed of how it really is inside. If you've been in and would like to share your story, please send it to me as well.