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I went from fist fighting in county jail to deciding a two-hour chow line wasn't worth my…
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Letters to the women still inside
Actual letters about debit cards, probation, men, meetings, peanut butter Snickers, work, God, and everything freedom forgot to explain.
I went from fist fighting in county jail to deciding a two-hour chow line wasn't worth my…
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Sometimes I don’t have some huge adventure or crazy story to tell y’all. Sometimes life is just peaceful, quiet, and normal. I think that’s kind of…
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After years of having no control over where I lived or where I slept, I finally have a place that’s all mine. My bedroom. My kitchen. My shower. I even named the Wi-Fi “Mine.”…
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Seven months ago, I was sitting in prison wondering what my future would look like. Today, I’m packing for Arkansas, getting the keys to my OWN place, sponsoring other women, and…
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I absolutely refuse to live in self-pity again. So I’m just going to keep suiting up, showing up, and trusting that one day my children will know the woman I’ve…
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I honestly thought they were going to change their mind and ask for the keys back. Turns out the hardest part wasn’t buying the car… it was becoming the person ready to drive…
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Five months ago, I was sitting in prison. Today, I have a stable job, a savings account, a new car on the way, and more opportunities than I know what to do with. God is still in…
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Lifetime movie drama. BUT WAIT. A national coding interview. BUT WAIT. A possible move across the country. BUT WAIT. A dream job offer. THERE’S…
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Kicked out of sober living. Moving in with the boss. This was definitely not in the…
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Good things kept coming through the storms. A driver’s license. A car. Recovery. A job I loved. Feelings I wasn’t supposed to have. What could possibly go wrong?…
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I still catch myself expecting to wake up in a prison bunk. Instead, I wake up to work, recovery, friendships, new opportunities, and entirely too many things to be grateful for.…
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I swear my life is boring. Unfortunately, the evidence continues to suggest…
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New job. New blog. Same fear I might lose it all. But this time, I’m choosing to show up…
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You may think these letters are helping you… but the truth is, you’re helping me just as much. This week reminded me how much can change when you choose growth over old…
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I couldn’t attend my coding graduation in person, so they read my words for me. The voice is mine. The name is not. For now, this is how I show…
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I was jobless one month out of prison. And strangely… I felt…
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This isn’t a polished reentry story. It’s my first update to the friends I left behind and what real life looks like right after prison: messy, funny, stressful, and filled with…
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