What Being Incarcerated Has Taught Me

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What Being Incarcerated Has Taught Me For the rest of my life, February 25th 2011 will always stand out in my mind. It was the day I was arrested for a probation violation. I knew that the consequences of violating probation were considerable. I was panicked. I was frightened. I was despondent. I felt my life was pretty much over in my mind and I wanted to die. To me, it was the end of my life as I knew it. Little did I know, that, yes, it was the end of one life but the very beginning of another. After being locked up for the first month I had a lot of mixed emotions. I had no contact from the outside world. My wife had abandoned me and none of my friends knew I was in jail due to being in a different city. Another issue was not having anyone’s telephone numbers. By the time three months rolled around my patience had worn thin. Later in my lovely stay at the “Bartholomew County Hotel” I finally figured out how to be a little more patient. While my patience was waning, my motivation I have today was taking form and I also have way more appreciation for my freedom than I previously used to. I was taught how to deal with my impatience through a few series of events that forced me to sit and wait. The first was the length of time it takes anyone to actually get to see a public defender (state paid attorney). The public defenders take their time to contact any of the clients that they have in the jail. They usually send a paper explaining they are assigned to your case and what charges you are facing. After that you usually do not hear from them until they either have a plea bargain for you or they will wait until you go to court and then they talk to you five seconds before you go in front of the judge. The next thing is the amount of time it takes to actually see the judge and get everything finalized so you can either go home or know the amount of time you are

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