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Showing posts with label Preparing for prison. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Preparing for prison. Show all posts

Friday, September 13, 2013

Letter Mailed Home to Survivor

In a later post - after I am home - I state that I will post some of my letters home on the date that they were written. I post everything from the letter except for things that are personal about the person I am writing that is not relevant to the experience of myself or prison. In the letters I may not have used their pseudonyms - however that is changed for the purpose to keep this blog consistent and to keep everyone anonymous as always. Other than those few changes for the purposes of consistency and anonymity, everything listed here is exactly as it it written in the letter - including how I used shorthand or symbols. Some things may be similar to what I write in prior/later blogs. Other things I may not have written at the time on the blog because I knew it was being monitored. I take photos of any images and include that as well.

9/13/13

Hi Survivor,
I've thought a lot about you today. I wonder if something is happening to you or your family that is putting you at the forefront of my brain - or maybe it is just that I miss you!

I have a new room! The whole room is 10' long and 7 1/2 ' wide. About 2' separate the 2 bunk beds - four people in 75 square ft. Here's a diagram: Room 140 in Unit 1 South (first floor)
They moved 4 of us out of the bus stop to make room for the people who are not paying their frp (restitution payments) due to lack of finds or being an frp rejector.

Unfortunately South is still stuck in the bus stop and she is not happy about it, but she does not complain. It's going to be hard not having her nearby - as we have really supported one another a lot. Since I'm housed on the first floor, I can't go on the second floor so there's few ways for her and I to communicate. My new roommates I don't know, but they are named ***, ****, and *****. Not good that my name rhymes with 2 of my roommates.

I do not have a great window view. I see the indoor center and a lot of perimeter fencing (a constant reminder that I am locked in). My window faces east. The bars on it are thick and grey - yep, I'm behind bars... But, a new adventure starts with this move. There's no guarantee that I'll be in this room permanently - nor my roommates, so it's all a day at a time.

I'm having a blanket crocheted for me. It's going to be brown, ayran, and possibly burgundy. I figured I can take it home with me and it will go will with my room or the living room. 

In 10 minutes, 8:45 pm, I have to check-in for "extra duty" - meaning I have to clean the unit from 8:45- 11pm, except for standing count (which I do not have to stand outside my room for anymore, just inside). I was talking with Chi in the hall & didn't realize it was 4pm - which means we both have extra duty tonight. People with extra duty have to wash walls, floors, etc. I let the C.O. know that I can't stand the full 2 hrs & need a job that accommodates that. We will see. I keep getting in trouble for not knowing rules... Must go.

Love,
Dragonfly

Monday, August 12, 2013

More Reveals

I'm not sure I could've made myself busier this last week before incarceration. It wasn't necessarily intentional, yet I need to squeeze so much in. It also means a constant announcement of my taking a leave of absence, which may or may not include the reasons. I had three notable reveals today.

First, I've been working alongside a colleague on an independent study all summer that we presented to our supervising professor today. The professor seemed interested in taking our work further - publications, conferences, classes. I revealed my leave for personal reasons and she asked no questions (very professional). It was agreed we would all pick it back up next summer. Something to come back to!

Second, today was my final pre-prison doctor appointment. It was with my Rhumatologist (who really guides most of my medication). My doctor's role is to be my advocate, so I made it clear that I really wanted to talk to her directly and not just a P.A. or assistant and I didn't want any of the young note takers in the room.  I was accommodated. I explained the circumstances of why I am going to prison and why they are putting me in FMC Carswell. I talked specifically about the need to have her notes specify my necessary medications, what medications have not worked, and why I'm on the meds I am on. Finally, they listed my necessary accommodations- bottom bunk because I have horrible stiffness in morning and a top bunk would be dangerous; soft shoe exception because of my lower extremity swelling and Achilles issues; standing limitation of 10 minutes; walking limitation of 2 blocks;... I also have my necessary blood tests and frequency marked as well as the fact that I'm immuno-compromised. It's important this all come from the docs and advocates. I can't be my own advocate if I don't want to be seen as a troublemaker, but I will make sure I don't regress in my health condition best I can.

Finally, I ended the day at an orientation. I am working all week as an educator for new teaching assistants at my university. The head of the program is an assistant dean I highly regard at my institution. As we were leaving for the night, I intended to just inform her that I am taking leave for personal reasons. Well, it turns out, the gossip group I've blogged about earlier has spread to faculty and administrators and she was on the receiving end this weekend. However, she was not judgmental. She was concerned for my well-being and impressed that I selected to still participate in the program this week. I explained that I wanted my last week to be doing what I love and she was glad to have me. I'm at a major institution of higher education and while I know I will not always get support from everyone, the fact that so many key professors and even administrators support me is giving me so much hope for a future that allows me to finish my PhD and follow my dreams - even if people know my past.

We can live in fear of our past and of revealing our truth, but then we never will know who our true friends really are and we won't have the advocates we need when or if we need them. Stop wearing shame and instead wear responsibility. Stop wearing blame and instead wear acceptance.

The Last Week

What am I doing specifically in this last week to prepare to self surrender? So many things, but I am happy to highlight a couple of them:
- Instead of waking up to my cell phone alarm, I'm waking to my watch alarm so I can get used to it. I've also set it for the same time I'll be needing to wake at Carswell. I have tough mornings and need to acclimate myself.
- I'm also trying to get used to sleeping with one pillow, as I've been a two pillow gal a long time.
- I sent several of my favorite digital pictures to Walgreens to print. Not a ton, but a handful that I am mailing to myself just before my self-surrender. I'm hoping my friends will find fun pics with me in with them that they may send me, but I wanted some home memories to start with.
- I made a pile of my college transcripts to date to carry with me into the prison. I'm also still getting the remainder of my medical records together.
- I made sure my friend Sporty knows what clothes to send me for my release clothing.
- I gave my important passwords to my surrogates for when I'm gone. If you can't trust the person, don't make them a coach/surrogate for you!
- I figured out all the bills I could, my budget, my general commissary monthly need, and set up arrangements. No guarantees that everything will be perfect, but that's part of the consequences. Worst thing I could do is take no responsibility and put it all on someone else.
- I'm going to send out a reminder of my mailing address, the way the email system works, and that those who are emailing with me should check their spam mail in the two or so weeks following my ss.

Goodbyes are getting harder, especially with the people I'm closest with. It's almost too hard to get emotional at all, so I just say, "see ya." I'll be talking with them by phone anyway before I go. It's hard to believe that literally, as a new school year is beginning, I too am on a new path of learning. 

As a child I was a very lonely and hurt kid and I used to wish my parents WOULD send me off to military school. I figured I would be safer and better loved there, even with the hard discipline and rules. I may be a rarity of a kid to want to leave home that bad. I guess in some ways, that wish is coming true a little too late in life at a time when I do not need to leave my current life to feel safe or loved. It's very important, though, to remember that for most of us it is only temporary. All these preparations are only to give us the love and security we need to bring with us in an unknown, but it will not be forever for most of us. We will be coming home. Then I'll be able to write about life after I finally got my childhood wish...

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Sleep Patterns

Our sleep in prison camp is going to be very different than at home. At home I sleep in a queen size bed all to myself. I toss and turn a lot - mostly due to my autoimmune condition causing pain and stiffness in my joints. In prison, I will be placed on a twin mattress as part of a bunk bed. They will do checks every two hours or so to make sure everyone is in their bed and accounted for by moving flashlights into our bunks. Even with earplugs ($0.15 in the commissary) we will hear the snoring, the toilet flushing, the bunk bed squeaking, the laughing, the book page flipping, the light cracking, the guard talking, the whispering, etc. Then, at 5:30am we will be woken up for our first standing count of the day.

The biggest thing I am going to do to prepare for the reality of sleeping at prison camp is getting my body used to a 5:30 wake up. Since I do not know what camp I will be sent to, I figure I should prepare for a 5:30 am eastern time wake up and if I happen to be placed in a later time zone, it will be easier. Starting August 1st, I will start waking up an hour earlier, then an hour earlier a week later, etc. until I am waking at 5:30am every morning. I will just need to figure out two things, what to do with my early mornings and how to stay awake all day.

Monday, July 1, 2013

Clothing and Linens at the Prison Camp

Every prison camp has their own prison attire, linens and colors, however, this is basically what is provided to each inmate upon arrival:

- 2 towels
- 2 washcloths
- 1 toothbrush
- 1 toothpaste or toothpowder
- 3 bras
- 8 underwear
- 8 socks
- 1 deodorant
- 1 shampoo
- 1 comb
- 1 nightshirt
- 4 uniform pants
- 4 uniform shirts
- 1 pair steel toe shoes
- 4 brown t-shirts
New underclothing (underwear, bras, socks) is issued every six (6) months. All other clothing issued should last much longer. Replacement on all other clothing is determined by the laundry staff. 
If I want additional clothing, I must purchase them in the commissary. The following are approximate costs:
- bathrobe $33
- fleece jacket $26
- pajamas $19
- thermal tops $11
- thermal bottoms $11
- gloves $6
- scarf $3
- knit hat $6
- baseball cap $7
- underwear $3
- shorts/shirts ($ unknown)
- bras ($ unknown)
- sweat pants $13
- shoes ($ unknown)
The only color clothing I will wear will be khaki, white, grey and brown. Gratefully, I will have the ability to walk outside and see the wonderful colors of the world every day.  

Sunday, June 30, 2013

10 Questions

Immediately after my sentencing I noticed a theme  to many of my conversations with friends and family who wanted to know what happened, why, when, etc about the details. The next day, I decided to just write a list of the ten questions I think most people who are curious about everything and care about me would want to know. When I get together with people and they start inquiring, I ask if they would like to go through the ten questions, and they seem to like it. Some have a couple more questions, but generally, these take care of most of their initial curiosities:
  1. Where and when will I be self-surrendering?
  2. How must my life change prior to self-surrendering and why?
  3. Why did the judge say I have to leave my doctoral program?
  4. How will money work while I am in prison (how will I pay my bills, etc)?
  5. Why was the sentence so harsh?
  6. How will communication/visitation occur when I am in prison?
  7. What should you tell people?
  8. How can you help me through this?
  9. What happens after prison?
  10. How can this be a good thing for me?
I will cover how I answer each of these questions in a basic way here. I may cover them in more detail in a later blog entry. The important thing for you is to think through the questions relevant to your life (obviously #3 is specific to me and #4 is specific to me because I do not have a spouse).

Where and when will I be self-surrendering?
 In the general sense, most people sentenced to self-surrender are told an approximate date of their self-surrender and a probable location at their sentencing hearing. Always being a little different, neither is exactly the case for me. Due to the fact that I have a chronic autoimmune condition requiring a substantial medication regiment and work accommodation, the judge ordered that the department of prisons must look at my medical needs before assigning me to a location. I was promised that I will not be assigned prior to August 18th (after the summer semester of school ends because I would have to pay back all my summer funding if I had to drop out prior to the end). So in both the case of where and when, I can honestly say, "I don't know." My hope is Alderson Prison Camp and my hope is after the Jewish High Holidays - putting me self-surrendering in mid-September. This, however, is 100% out of my control.

How must my life change prior to self-surrendering and why?
I live alone in a two bedroom nice apartment off the public transportation route in my town. I lease a car, eat several meals out per week with friends, and enjoy day trips on my limited income when I can. Over the next several months, I will be needing to save money to help ensure I have the funds I need for my commissary account, a storage locker for all my belongings, sell items I will not need as I will be downsizing, turning in my car lease, and saving on gas and other expenses. My life is about minimalism, saving, downsizing, gratitude, and acceptance. My close friends will need to understand this as well.

Why did the judge say I have to leave my doctoral program?
See yesterday's post.

How will money work while I am in prison?
On the inside: Everything comes through the commissary. Every month, Survivor, my financial "coach," will send me money orders I leave with her before I go to put into my commissary account. Based on talking with an individual who has spent time in Dublin, I plan to start with approximately $225/month for the first several months and lower it to about $125-$150/month toward the latter months in order to cover my needs/wants (shower shoes, watch, extra shirts, gym shoes, phone time, emails, stamps, stationary, shampoo, soap, toothpaste, drinks, snacks, razor, knit hat, etc). I will likely write a separate piece on the commissary one day. No one can send me anything from the outside except books, but that is a special process that I will also set up in advance.
On the outside: Most unmarried prisoners have to do a bankruptcy, unless they have money saved and a good money management person on the outside. Prisoners cannot manage their affairs from the inside. I know that mine cannot be managed. I will work with Survivor to manage what we can set up and we will decide what we cannot do. It will be okay. 10 months is not forever and I will see what I can do when I am out. I am hoping to not have to do a bankruptcy. I have never had to do one, even with all my gambling debts. However, the problem lies with that. I still pay off some of my old debt and the 10 months of not being able to pay off debt may become something that puts me too far into the hole. However, I am not figuring this out today. Will update on this when it is figured out because I think this is valuable to others to know what we figure out.

Why was the sentence so harsh?
Okay, you're thinking... 10 months... not so harsh! And, I totally agree. Honestly, it could have been many years. Even my plea could have been up to 2 years. The thing is that there was a lot of mitigating reasons for it not to be - most specifically the fact that NONE of the parties were asking for me to serve multiple years, that I am working recovery, in school, etc. It wasn't even being considered. I spend the day before the sentencing with my attorney and we never even considered the possibility of 10 months in prison. That is why this seems harsh. So, those of you facing years, I apologize. Had the government, honestly, done their job efficiently and charged me 4-5 years ago, I would also be looking at a much harsher sentence. If you have not been charged yet, are awaiting charges, are not sure you will ever be charged, etc. All I can recommend is to spend this time doing the right thing for yourself - GET THE HELP YOU NEED! If you have an addiction, any kind of addiction, admit it to yourself - and get into the appropriate 12 step program. Get into therapy with an appropriate counselor. Work on your demons. Work on whatever caused you to get yourself into trouble with the law. Don't wait for the judge, the prosecutor, your lawyer, or anyone else to tell you that you need to get help - do it yourself! So, my answer to why was the sentence so harsh is that the sentence is NOT harsh. It is not harsh because I have done everything I should be doing to ensure I will never gamble again and to ensure that I will never feel so desperate that I would ever steal again. Even the prosecutor believed that I would never commit a crime again. However, the most important person who has to believe that would never do such destruction to their life again is YOU!

How will communication/visitation occur when I am in prison?
Communication: Every form of communication has it's price, but is the lifeline of every prisoner, so cost is not a barrier! I will have 300 minutes of phone calls/month (30 - 10 minute phone calls); emails; and letters. I will be allowed to have a list of 30 people I am allowed to communicate with at any given time. Make a list of the people you want to communicate with. Make sure you know their phone numbers, current addresses, and email addresses. Make sure they want to communicate with you. They must accept you as a communicator or you will not be allowed to communicate with them. Make sure they know to check spam email. No one is allowed internet, so everything comes from a prison email system. No google or gmail. No pretend I'm not in prison! Letters are encouraged. No gifts.
Visitation: Every prison camp has their own visitation rules. Generally speaking, visitors can visit Friday-Monday with 8 hour shifts on Saturdays and Sundays, but it depends on the camp. Prisoners can spend the entire day with their guests in the visitor area which usually includes an indoor and outdoor area (often spaces for kids to play as well). Visitors are encouraged to bring lots of quarters, as the only food for visitors and prisoners during the visit are in the vending machines and visitors must pay. Hugs are only allowed at the beginning and end of the visit.

What should you tell people?
Whatever you are comfortable. I told my friends and family that they can say anything they want to anyone they want. I cannot control their actions. However, in order to not lie, at the very least, they can tell people that I am away for a while or I'm away for personal reasons. In honesty, it really is no one's business, but I do not believe in lying.

How can you help me through this?
A lot of people ask me this. They are such good friends that want to help and through my recovery program I have had to learn both how to ask for help and how to accept help. Getting help is not a sign of weakness. It is a way of connecting with others, we help others and others help us. We "pay it forward" and it is not even about helping the same people that help us, it is just about brink there when someone needs it. They are then there when someone else needs it. So, my friends that ask how they can help, I am honest. I can use help packing, moving, and making some difficult decisions. Mostly I just need an ear sometimes when it all gets overwhelming. They are very happy to oblige.

What happens after prison?
The sentence of imprisonment is only the start. My sentence actually ends in 2017, possibly later when my full restitution is paid off. After I spend time at the prison camp, I will likely have to go to a halfway house for a couple weeks to months. They do that as a transition. Then I have supervised probation for three years with substantial financial, travel, and other restrictions. Some things I read say that the restrictions being at home can actually be more difficult for some. I'm just going to take it all a day at a time.

How can this be a good thing for me?
Few people going to prison could think there's a silver lining- maybe the person who needs alcohol or drug treatment - but most people I imagine can not see it. I'm fortunate, however. I have been given five amazing years to experience life with clear eyes and a healthy brain. Five years where I did not hide from emotions of fear or love or anger or pride. I traveled to amazing places where there was nothing to feel but the presence of my higher power and serenity. So, I know that this is happening now, so long after anyone ever thought it would, for a reason. I believe there is someone that I must meet or that must meet me - perhaps both. I must grow. My story needs this experience. I will connect with what is good and observe all that is around me, even in a place like a federal women's prison camp. Perhaps I can be a voice of "hope," a word I believe in so much for someone who has lost her way. I don't know. But, I believe I will "pay it forward" all these five years of gifts given to me, in my months in prison!

Friday, June 28, 2013

My Coaches

In May, 2008, on the brink of suicide, having lost my family, employment, friends, and secrets... My secret gambling life being exposed, I threw out nearly everything I had valued over my 35 years of life - articles I was quoted in, pictures of my childhood, keepsakes from events I coordinated or attended, news stories from historical events, note books or papers that meant something, favorite books, nick naks, furnishings, transcripts, plays I wrote, artwork, and so much more. Crates, boxes, and shelves of stuff that moved with me from house to apartment to anywhere I called home. It grew over the years. Some of it was replaceable (like transcripts), some not (like my plays). I did not care at the time. It had no value to me because I had no value to me. I threw it all away.

Today, as I have to plan for a move where I cannot bring anything in with me, and I must sell things to help support me, I do not want to make the same mistake. I cannot afford to keep all my furniture and things stored. I also do not have the means to automatically afford the monthly balance I will need in my commissary account ($100+). I will do a later post on commissary needs. So, selling things must be part of my plan. Therefore, I need to balance value to me with value for my livelihood. 

This is where my coaches come in. I have a couple individuals in my life - Survivor and Traveler who are assisting me with decisions, especially the difficult decisions, I must make over the next several months. Traveler helps me with all things household. She is helping me decide what to sell and already telling me what not to sell (like my couch and one bedroom set) and will help with that process. Survivor helps with all things financial and she will send my commissary money orders once a month into prison camp. I will make no large financial decisions like what to do about my bills, etc without talking with Survivor first.

Going to prison is overwhelming. If you are given the opportunity to get your affairs in order and self surrender, don't try to do everything on your own. If you have a spouse and/or family that are supportive and willing to help, ask them! If they are not, ask a friend!!! Get a coach, someone you trust!!!! If your spouse is too angry to assist you, ask someone else.