The story of a former prisoner. 2 part. I am improving.

My name is Dewamke, I am 33 years old. I spent six years of my life, from the age of 23 to 29, in prison.
The story of a former prisoner. 1 part. Why did this happen?
I learned a lot during this time. Sometimes what I learned hurt me, but I learned the truth of life by living it. Of course I want to share a part of my life with you because I love to write.
My trial lasted 18 months, I was lucky to have 5 judges. After 18 months, I was sentenced to 8 years and 4 months. It was a very painful situation, but I continue to win, I never stopped fighting in this life, I always tried to improve myself mentally and physically.

I found myself in an unusual situation while there. I was very surprised and didn't know what to do. Everyone was looking at me. I didn't understand why they were looking at me. I could not ask anyone... I did not know that there would be counts in the evenings and in the morning at 07:00 in the morning at 20:00 in the evening. The administration comes and counts every day. I stayed for 6 years, started smoking. then he started playing sports and quit smoking. I devoted myself to sports, my confidence grew. Everyone behaves differently behind bars. Even cowards show themselves to be very brave, because everyone always tries to look bigger in order to sleep comfortably inside. I realized it after 1 month. I'm a good observer, I just observed because for the first time in my life I stayed in the same room with 90 people. In the same kaguş, I had to see people every day who did not like the situation, but I always devoted myself to sports. I learned to play volleyball, soccer, and did fitness. I learned to play checkers, I learned to play chess, I'm very good at chess. I read a lot of books, did needlework. I learned to crochet. Make beadwork. I can do everything. I improved myself. There were many difficult years. When I was good, they came at me, they tried to crush me. I started acting a little differently, I didn't let anyone hurt me. I changed my behavior and started acting a little more dignified and it was very helpful. Everyone respects it. I was pleased. I spent 27 months in a closed prison and the rest I did in an open prison after that.
Doing sports was perfect for me, I slept well at night because I was tired. Now I know everything about sports. I will tell you about it in another post…

Half a year ago I wrote: I live in a campsite
This is how I have been living for several years in a row, from spring to deep autumn. Being in prison, I got used to loneliness. Nature gives me harmony and wisdom. Soon I will return to my favorite forest, high in the mountains. Thank you for reading.