Jail Tales 7 – Depression and learning to play the system

In jail, if you're trying to get some help, it's OK to say you're depressed but everyone learns very quickly, when they ask you if you've ever felt suicidal, you say NO.  If you admit to that you're done for.  They will isolate you.  I had to have a 'lose it' episode before I got an... Continue Reading →

Writing my way out of depression

Now here's the truth. I love the idea of healthy eating and being healthy but I am not. I smoke tobacco. It is the only solace I have. It takes precedent over everything. When I'm down, I will get out there and get that tobacco even if I want to just go back to bed.... Continue Reading →

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