I am probably the nicest person I know. I give of myself more than people deserve. I let people into my cipher who I see are damaged in hopes of showing their bleakness light. Recently a male I tried to help stabbed me and I live with the physical scar, but the mental one is far more lasting. I am doing life in prison and as time escapes me I feel I am losing my humanity. What is weird is how we lost civility. No one says “Good morning” anymore, and those who ask, “How are you?” do not really care. I tell people when asked that question that I feel like committing suicide, and am met with stuttering and then awkward silence. Being cheerful in a place misery abounds is a challenge. I would long to have the stresses of paying bills, grocery shopping, or maintaining a cohesive family. I remind myself daily when I awake,to find a purpose or meaning to everyday. That is my challenge to you. Whatever misery you have that plagues your days,find one good/okay thing in it. I am living proof that after 16 years in prison, with nine more before I am eligible for release, if I can smile everyday, how can you not! I will be the first to admit that it is not always easy, but I have not went crazy yet, so there is hope. Try it and let’s talk.
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