I am sharing the journal I kept while I did 7 months in the hole:
Day 36 In The Hole
Coming to prison is kinda like dying. Except I’m still alive to see all the pain I’ve caused. And no one feels the pain more than a mother.
Day 39 In The Hole
I tried calling my mom but my numbers are still blocked. In order for me to use the phone, I have to submit a “phone request”. I’m allowed to do this once every two weeks.
When my phone time arrives, they wheel in a huge mobile phone and park it by my door. I get 20 minutes to reach through the cuff port (a slot in the door) and call the numbers on my approved phone list.
The problem is, all my numbers are still blocked. Hmmmm, I wonder why? Perhaps the fact that I just got caught with a cellphone might have something to do with it. If so, that’s fine. But at least tell me something.
I was sanctioned for my actions. And none of my sanctions included loss of phone time. This place is dirty. They don’t follow policy and procedure. They just do what they want.
Kinda like me when I decided to do what I wanted when I smuggled in a cellphone. You reap what you sow. Don’t cry now. Accept it and move on!