Guest guest Posted October 26, 2006 Report Share Posted October 26, 2006 Well, I had psyched myself up for however difficult my jail time would be. Ready for mean cell mate(s), bad food, mean guards, boredom, claustrophobia, etc. But I got put in large cell with 7 really nice young women, kind, generous, supportive, fun. There was a tv, vcr and movies, play station, microwave, small fridge, outgoing collect call phone, magazines, books, toilet, sink and shower. Food was okay. One night we watched America's Top Model, and during commercial breaks we pretended we were walking on runway modeling, and we laughed so. Most of the women were gone during the day for court stuff or work release. I spent most of my time watching tv, reading, meditating, napping, talking and giving/receiving support. The other cells aren't so deluxe, so I heard, but we were the ones who'd admitted guilt, and had short sentences. I only served two of the three days as they give you 1/3 time off for good behavior. The inmates seemed a lot happier and carefree than the most of the guards. (my story) (though isn't it all?) Life just seems to be getting easier and easier. I guess I could be focused on seeing negative stuff, but well it just doesn't seem to be there like it was. ---- Now find myself running a stressful story; my parents are willing to pay my way back to michigan, have me house/pet sit again for the winter, help me out with restitution. But I cling to some story about 'I need to take care of this myself. I should work for the restitution coverage, not accept help.' Jeez, those thoughts feel like they put me in jail. Confined. Guilty as charged. I should take care of restitution without any help. Is that true? Sounds like worksheet time. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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