Flusk80, 44

Since I was 11 and my mom found out the juvenile was a free babysitter I've been in and out of institutions and pretty much taking care of myself. Nobody, especially my Grandparents knew that my Mother was Cybill, very mean and very quick to find a babysitter to go see one of her many boyfriends. This cycle ended me in the Joint at 19 but as a vet at 19 After doing most of my early adult in the county from a DWI wreck. I was charged with Burglary which in my mind I've never done I picked a friend up he had stuff I fed into that part but actually burglarize no not me. I had been known already as a cool guy was a stoner/class clown in school, it was my niche but when I pulled up to those gates the first time I was terrified, Literally had no clue how this was going to turn out, I was alone a kid and all I knew FOR SURE I was going to be a man not the unfortunate opposite of that. When I walked in I was a kind, loving, and intelligent I was addicted to the lifestyle of the older crowd I grew to call my family, so many characters and so many stories in my head, coaching me from memories. As this runs through the other million thoughts, worries ,fears, and anxieties this completely over the top C/O makes you get naked in front of everyone degrades you, dehumanizes you, then gives you a glorified wash clothes to cover up before he throws you in a holding cell with shoulder to shoulder gangsters, skinheads, Muslims, homo ------, Chinese Mexican and a 19 year old hippy kid who had a good game face and very good teachers who had me trained well but I was not mentally prepared. So I walked in a kid watched listened learned and handled my business when called for. I became a card player and a gambler. It put me at a table with a person from every walk of life in the Joint. I"m funny and I'm good just like the stoner hippy kid it was my niche. After 10 years went by I realized I had been in there with a flawless rep. I'm free now I work everyday I'm not on drugs and