This letter was written by a person incarcerated at Tehachapi.
OK, so being in prison while all this pandemic stuff is going on and the Black Lives Matter movement and protests are going on and not being out there, I feel left out and feel like no one cares about us prisoners. This whole time probably maybe only once or three times have I heard the news talk about the pandemic, pandemic prisons, or California prisons. How and what are they doing to keep us from catching this disease?
But watching all these people dying in the free world and seeing the nurses and doctors doing their jobs to the extreme. I feel sad and hopeless. And I feel like I am being held back from helping all these people who are affected. I feel traumatized, too, because I see people on the news losing their loved ones and I’ve developed empathy and sympathy. And feeling the feelings for others. It gets me sad. And I pray a lot to Yahweh God and the Lord Jesus Christ to help us.
And so it feels like God is sparing me from having to deal with this pandemic. But I’m dealing with it a lesser form of it here in prison. And I have a family that are essential workers and are working now and I hope and pray that they don’t catch COVID-19.
This situation feels so surreal and I still cannot believe that this is going on. I protect myself here but I don’t know. Sometimes I think I am doing too much or not enough. But watching all these things on TV or on the news, I wish I could be out there, helping in some type of way. So when these things happen, I ask who is accountable for all these things?
Who’s right, who’s wrong? Why is this happening? Why are there people dying? Who is concerned about me and my life? I only have family: my mom, two brothers, and a stepdad. I wish I could have a female pen-pal to write to and get me through these times. I am open-minded to a lot of things. If you need help and I am able, I am willing.
But please write back to me so I can know you received this piece of mail and not that a correction officer threw it away. Because someone has stolen my mail before a drawing that I have sent to my family. It was gone. I am an artist, I draw, play guitar, sing, write lyrics!
OK, well, hopefully all is well with you guys and safe. Hope I didn’t overdo it. Feels like I could’ve wrote a book or movie. God bless you all and take care. All that I wrote is true.
