08/22/2026
She embraced me and cried. Not light-sensitive tears, but the kind that take your breath away. I held her tight, consoling her and telling her that she was not alone.
It wasn't being incarcerated that scared her; it was going home that had a stronghold. How could she stop using drugs and have a future if everyone in her home was using? National Council for Incarcerated and Formerly Incarcerated Women and Girls