#prisonlife

I wish I knew. I'm still upset over what happened w him. Like, what did I do? 30 years gone. I hope he sits there remembering that hour for the rest of his life. Unless he shows up at my door, begging for my forgiveness, we will never speak again. 30 years gone. Poof. I…

Ah, its been years since I've journaled. Literally years. Its going to be nice. I need a place for my thoughts, so Im back. My head is a spinning around and my anxiety is high. This man that i allowed to hurt me emotionally, physically and mentally is driving me up the fucking wall with…