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In life, we all have the power of “choice”. Choose or choose not. Every decision that we make, will either affect our lives in a positive or negative way. The theory of “cause and effect” tells us that for every action, there will be a reaction. This is why it is always best to be mindful in all that we do and say.
The “wrong decision” is why I now reside behind the walls that separate me from my loved ones. I am currently housed in a place where I have little to no control. Yet still, I rise because I have chosen to be “mentally free”.
Always remember, as a human being, you have “power of choice” nothing or no one can take that away from you. Remain at liberty and always choose what is in your best interest.
Vyctor Gregory #AR6041
I’m in need of a friend, I’m nothing without you. Every boxer needs a corner, every kid needs a guardian, every leader needs a believer. If you are open hearted you can see what prison is like for a person like me. I just don’t have support from my family so people talk about me saying I’m nothing but skin and bones. Awful things that make me cry because I’m so skinny without any food, I’m called anorexic. I need anyone that’s reading this to reach out to me and let me know that I’m not alone. I am down to 100 days left to my early parole board February 2019.
Hello everyone! By the time y’all read this blog, I hope y’all have an open mind and a caring bone in y’alls bodies because I’m in need of a friend. There’s a lot more to me than what’s addressed in my 250-word profile. So, please don’t judge me before actually getting to know me. Now, as y’all know, I’m doing time in a state where I don’t know too many. After spending 3 ½ years getting to know people in one jail. I was moved to another. I’m in a very stressed and lonely situation. I’m housed in a cell where I spend most of my day locked in. I hope y’all can be understanding and write me. I’m looking for a long-term friendship, I’m tired of getting email messages, just to write back and have my letter returned to me or not get a response at all. I’m flexible, so tell me what y’all are looking for and we can go from there. I’m not here to bash anyone, but all the young women 18-25 of age seem to not understand why they are writing me on here. I need a woman that understands and knows why she’s reaching out to me. I’m looking for a woman older than 25 but younger than 70. I won’t mind if you’re younger, as long this is what y’all want! Don’t engage in writing me just to respond letting me know that you have a man/boyfriend and can’t write me anymore.
So, my PTSD issues were bothering me last night. There was a cold front and the winds kicked up pretty good during the night. On the roof of the building are ventilation fans that are controlled in the guard picket. When they aren’t on, they slam shut. Since the winds picked up, they kept slamming shut all night long. Being that this place is all steel and concrete, the air and sound reverberated frequently throughout the night and it drove me bananas. I slept like crap. It’s strange though, that I felt some comfort in the thought of being in the midst of combat. That is until I realized that I wasn’t; I was awake in prison. My spine went rigid, hairs on my neck stood up, my jaw clenched, my vision sharpened, and I jolted up ready to react. The thumping and sudden rush of air is unnerving, and I sit in the darkness wondering how it is that I came to be here. Am I crazy? Am I scared? The confusion is so uncomfortable and I hate that the fog is clearing as I begin to understand what is taking place. Reality sets in and here I am. This is my life. I can’t wait to leave this place.
Justin McDowell #156028
“Success”, it’s your relentless determination to overcome any and all tribulations confronted with. Success isn’t measured by your bank account or material possessions. It’s measured by your failures and when you express our resilience not to bow down but to return, conquering the obstacles in life you have stumbled on. Mountains are placed on the planet to give humanity something to strive for, a peak, a summit. The potential for success above and beyond our wildest dreams. Our will derived from the heart, courage and desire to accomplish even the most impossible task without a second’s hesitation will lead us to these lands of glory. The want and confidence to discover the unknown, stepping outside of our zones of comfort to learn who we are truly! I believe in each and everyone of us that we can grasp a better future and life we can be proud of by following a road paved by our own success. The strongest people come from the darkest places but only the ones who choose not to accept the darkness, but to rise out of it seeking the light and good in life will become who they are meant to be!
Our lives are ours to take control of, the motivation summoned from the depths of our being will provide the passion needed to reach and surpass the limits we’re told can’t be obtained by those that don’t have the guts to try. Defeat is not our destiny, lessons learned through times of downward spiral and despair will provide the strength necessary to achieve our goals set out for. Dream big, keep your hopes and wishes alive! I’m aiming for the stars and I expect to meet you all there someday. Prove me right when you prove the rest of them wrong!
My case was a high profile case that garnished a lot of local media attention where majority of the reporting was misleading and untrue.
I was in an intimate relationship with a friend who was planning a divorce. She didn’t want to raise her twin daughters around a “Meth Head” who REFUSED to get clean for his family….the drugs ruled his life.
Eventually, his paranoia led him to murder his wife and unborn children. Unfortunately, I was wrongfully convicted for his evil needs. In 2009 he committed suicide, while I’m left fighting for the truth and justice for her family and myself.
Forensic evidence excludes me and new evidence was discovered that the prosecutor withheld and suppressed that also excludes me – fingerprints found at the scene, time of death reports showing that evidence was “planted” to secure my wrongful conviction. My case was the “Perfect Storm”, the culmination of my adolescence and individuals who use me for favors and job advancements instead of the pursuit of justice. My situation is not that far from the documentary series “Making a Murderer”. The same underhanded police tactics were used in my case to secure my wrongful conviction.
I’m trying to draft a book about my case….the corruption involved and my crusade for justice. I’d like to find someone who can help me….are you willing to help me tell this story and get the truth out there? If you are, PLEASE write me today!
Riley Fleming #B09969
I was just wondering! Has society become so social media crazed that texting is the only way to get to know someone? With all the LOL’s, OMG’s, does anyone even know how to spell? Catfishing has become a social media sport!
Does anyone know how to get to know someone through a real conversation? What about actually speaking to someone on the phone? Face to face conversation, looking that person in their eyes, at one time had meaning! Now, friendships, relationships and even love is found via emoji’s, hashtags and DM’s. Does anyone even use pen and paper anymore?
It’s not that I am out of touch, I appreciate technology. I would just like to meet someone and get to know the real person through true and tried forms of communication, sharing and expressing ourselves by engaging in conversation or through letters. Friendships can still exist without Facebook! Let’s get back to the essence of getting to know someone!
Has society become so social media crazed that it’s the only form of communication? I was just wondering!
Living The Fast Life
Living The Fast Life….
Food for thought… Despite the isolation and loneliness, prison has been a huge learning experience. Not only do you discover a lot about yourself but you also learn who your real friends are. Everyone is your friend and there for you when times and good and you’re partying, but then it’s a different story when times get tough and you’re in a jam. I’ve learned the hard way that not everyone who smiles in your face is your friend. Especially when drugs are involved. 95% of those you call friends are really just associates of convenience. Only a small handful are actually genuine and will be there when you need them. Remember that, when you put those associates ahead of your family. Instead of listening to mine, I let the drugs, money and power that came with them cloud my judgment. I should’ve known better than to get involved with them but I did any way. Never could I have imagined that association would possibly cost me 30 years of my life. Now my future rests at the mercy of an appeals court. It’s a cold cruel reality I wake up to everyday. So choose your friends and associates carefully, because in the end the people you surround yourself with help define who you are and possibly affect your future. You don’t want to learn this the hard way….Spoken from experience.
Tim Larson #718833
Domestic Violence is being swept under the rug until elections come around then all of a sudden it’s in the minds of the judges and D.A. for a minute but not really genuine enough momentum. Thus, being swept under the rug again. I know for a fact Domestic Violence is just as brutal and sick as any other abuse, if not more. Domestic Violence can contain all three elements; sexual, mental and physical abuse, financial as well. It causes women to be co-dependent/brainwashed to the point they don’t even know they’re being controlled by a controller who doesn’t even know that he’s controlling them. Both of them are sick and if it’s not stopped, both will suffer major consequences by living in a toxic relationship.
S.D.V.S.T.S. is a logo anybody can use to remember that sometimes we have to be the voice of our loved ones and friends. What lengths will you go to, to save your daughters, sisters and mom’s life. Hashtag this, Facebook it, spread the word to the world. Father’s don’t be afraid, mothers don’t be scared and brothers grab your sister’s hand, all of us have to stand.
Stop Domestic Violence Stop The Silence
By: Tim Larson
To whoever has taken time out of there day to log on to my blog let me first say thank you. Now also let me say that you have picked the right man and let me explain why I say this. I am a true believer that two people writing to each other can make so many things happen with just a pen and paper. You see I am a very confident man but not cocky or conceited by no means. I am a man who believes in sincerity and being honest. I also am very respectful, and I do believe that everyone deserves a chance in life. So, I ask you, do you believe in giving chances? I would not be a waste of your time this you can believe. You see two people corresponding with each other can learn so much from one another such as likes, dislikes, expectations, and ambitions and so much more if only given the chance. I am not a judgmental man and I would hope that you would not be as well. We all make mistakes in life and I can honestly say I am learning from mine. So how about it, do you want to take some more time out of your day and write to me and get to know about me? Personally, I would say take the chance and then later on you will see that the chance and your time you invested was well worth it. I’ll be waiting.