This letter was written by a person incarcerated at Tracy.
I try to keep in mind that this pandemic is new and sudden to us all. I have never felt this hopeless and powerless in my life. I pray to God to give me the strength to endure through the stress that the pandemic so abruptly caused in my day to day living.
I haven’t been able to see or touch my daughter in eight years, when I came to DVI in 2019 from San Quentin Reception around Halloween. Due to communication issues with my daughter’s mom and the fact that SEE can’t get approved, I never had the opportunity to touch, hug or kiss my baby in eight years. Every day that goes by without her in my life, kills my soul softly.
I’m dying in inside. My heart breaks at just the thought. And now the prison system try and kill me by use this pandemic as a cover. Now that I survived COVID, I’m labeled as “resolved.” Pray for me and my family, and thank you for caring.
