I’ve been noticing something since I started transcribing my prison entries. I’ve been kinda pissy and snippy. Also depressed. I guess re-reading them is having an emotional toll on me. I should stop… but I won’t.

I guess it’s the hight of hubris to think that one man’s prison experience is noteworthy. Hundreds are imprisoned every day nationwide. But… well, not to sound full of myself, I feel I have a way with words. I feel I really could convey and impart in a meaningful way the damage done to a psyche by incarceration.

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Though, if I’m affected by this, I dread how I’ll feel when I have to transcribe the two attacks by prison officials against me, and the eight months of psychological torture by a cell-mate. =(

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I guess it’s just something that I’ll have to endure.

~S