given my recent line of work, becoming a casualty of this epidemic was inevitable. but there’s hope through education and awareness. let’s put an end to this plague:
i can relate.. February 4, 2008
some inspiring words from my dear friend christine, after the loss of her baby:
generous heart
Hope is a word in my vocabulary. Strength , endurance,character, structured living,goals, boundaries. These are all words in my vocabulary and these are all words associated with my life post prison. A person is not defined by challenging obstacles they’ve faced in a lockdown type environment. Yes I’ve fucked for weed. I guess I thought it was standard practice to fuck for meth or coke but I never thought I’d actually fuck for weed. You live. you learn.Cook meth.You burn. Dr.Santiago says the stillborn baby I gave “birth” to last week wont be having a christian burial and instead has been stuffed in a reebok backpack and is waiting for a friend,family member or previous co-worker to pick it up . Funerals cost money and money is one luxury I’m afraid I just don’t have.If someone wants to pick it up, fine with me.If not ,thats fine too. I know I’ve lost a lot of friends who blame my drug use for my baby being stillborn and those people can rot in hell for all I care. you don’t think I felt bad enough when my child was born motionless and deformed. You think I like looking at a dead baby with a mixed up face and a rotten look. My baby was born rotten and spoiled and I’m the one who has to pick up the pieces and move on. I’m the one who has to deal with an upcoming trial. It seems my character is on trial now as well. Well let me tell you something about character: it takes a million people to rule a city but only 1 person to rule a family and judgement stelt
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