Intense

I get locked up again. Kind of a minimum security prison, but there are tons of little kids there, as well as hardened criminals. My family visits and my dad is pissed, we have a very long conversation that ends in me basically calling him a pussy who is responsible for screwing me up. (in reality i know he tried as hard as he knew how to raise me right)

Theres a couple of other things that happen, that arent really important, or intresting, like a bunch of coke getting smuggled into the jail, and me busting out only to feel guilty and turn myself back in.

Then theres a visitors day and i get to see mindy, in fact they let her come in and watch a movie with me ....and the rest of the inmates, who i have to spend the duration of the movie fighting off of her, not seriously, just alot of attempts to grab and what not. Then she asks me, when the movies over, if i want to see my son. And im like damn it, thats why my dad was so pissed, mindy was pregnant. She gets him out of the carrier thing and hands him to me. I ask his name and she says she hasnt named him yet, was waiting for me. I start crying, but its like a happy cry. Like everything in the world that i had suffered could somehow represent the hope i had in this child.

I dont know if this really conveys how it felt, but it was intense