Confession #5: County jail is not what I thought it was.
In the 80s, I was a scrappy kid with a dare-devil, partner-in-crime younger brother. We rode bikes all over town, menacing the elderly...
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Confession #4: I hate prison movies and TV shows.
The moment my son rounded the doorway to step into the courtroom, his wrists bound close to his waist, a part of me died. I am not being...
Feb 87 min read
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Confession #3: I spanked my child.
He never crawled. He went straight from a lightning fast, efficient inchworm to suddenly standing and walking before age 1. ‘A Behavior...
Jan 318 min read
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Confession #2: I have not been allowed to visit my son in over 6 months.
He is alive, but not in the world where I live.
Jan 247 min read
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Confession #1: I have a son in prison.
My name is Bridget, and I have a son in prison. Ernest Hemingway said, “Write hard and clear about what hurts.” This hurts. So, I’m...
Jan 213 min read
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