Pound Pup Legacy

Dear Lori,

"....I really am at the end of my rope. The reason for my late correspondence is because I cut myself hoping to bleed out. I'm just so depressed and you can't really tell the doctor anything because he will lock you down and I've had some very bad experiences locked down. I'm trying as hard as ever to deal with the situation.

If it wasn't for my music I don't know what I would do. At least some of it cheers me up. Anyways, I'm glad that you are my friend. I have very few at the moment. My daughter don't much care for me at the moment, and, really, I brought it upon myself. That's a funny thing how I always screw my life up and never can be lucky at anything even in prison.

I guess in here I have to be tough in order for people to like me, when really they're just scared. That's why I hate this place and really myself. But for now I'm not going to hurt myself until after court. I only pray that I have the strength to hold on that long. It's bad when a grown man can't hold back his tears.

I seen the doctor today and it was everything I could do not to break down. My smiles are really getting hard to come by. Usually, I smile so much people think I'm a smart-ass, which, in a sense, I am. My smiles are the only thing protecting my insides. Without my smiles I would cry and yet have no one to help me.

Then there's the fights I would have to get into and that's not a good thing because I would be locked down again and I fear being locked down. Anyways, I hope one day I can get out and repay your kindness. I doubt I'll get out but you never know. Anyways, thanks again for being there..."

Thank you,
Joel Domingues