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My Daughter the Inmate

By Deb Bloom

I have a day off tomorrow. I haven't had a day off for 11 days. I get to spend my day driving 2 hours to visit my daughter in prison. I'll visit for 3 hours then drive 2 hours home. By the time I get home I'll be dragging and won't accomplish anything else tomorrow. But our visits are always nice and I love seeing her. She'll be coming home in June 09, hopefully. If they're in the mood to let her out.

I hate the fact that she's in a State Prison. I'm a professional, college educated person and shouldn't have kids in prison. I should be driving 2 hours to visit her and her husband and my grandchild, but there aren't any of those pleasant things. Only prison. The cause? Drugs. Drug addiction. Drug abuse. Drugs in the country, drugs in your town, drugs in your home...The drug problem starts from a rich drug dealer in some God forsaken country and trickles down to this tiny little town in central PA.

When I was a teen, we drank beer. We had beer parties out in the fields outside of our remote little town in an even more remote place and we didn't bother anyone. We maintained, there weren't a rash of DUI's and the whole time I was in High School there were no deaths related to drinking. When the weekend was over we went back to school, worked after school, played in sports or the band, cheered on our team, loved our friends, respected our parents and teachers and had a great time. The 70's were a kick ass time to be a kid. It isn't fun anymore. It's destructive.

Being a kid is scary stuff. Peer pressure is worse than we could have ever imagined in High School. Pills are easy to get from doctors and dentists, and emergency rooms because no one can tough anything out anymore, they just take a pill. No, my Gosh, lets not let anyone toughen up a little! And when you get top dollar for a handful of pills...well, I wonder what happens? Then it goes from selling them to using them. Then it gets bigger and bigger and then the little drug problem becomes a HUGE problem and before you know it, you want pills that you can't get so easily at the doctor's office, so you steal them and low and behold...you're caught and in trouble with the law and your Mother is visiting you in prison on her only day off. Imagine that.

Contributor's Note

I wrote this intel because I'm pissed that my daughter's in prison while other people just like her walk the streets.

I am sorry about your predicament, and I know it is hard for you. But the bright side of this is that being in prison is an opportunity for your daughter and you to come to grips with the issue, and deal with it once and for all. Others like her who are free will continue to be shackled to their addiction, which is worse than being in prison.

You blame a rich drug dealer in some God-forsaken country, as well as the prevalent culture. Without a doubt, the world would be better off without drug dealers and a pill-popping culture. But blaming things won't help you and your daughter understand the problem and deal with the underlying causes of the problem.

I'd like to suggest you read the exceptional series of intel by David Roppo on this subject. There are drug addicts and ex-drug addicts in my extended family, and I never understood their situations until I read David's intel. He has identified dysnfuctionality in the family as the reason why people turn to drugs, and he is 100% right about that. I encourage you to be open-minded - don't blame yourself for what happened, but do blame yourself if you can't make changes to provide your daughter with what she tried to find in those little pills.

P.S. More power to you for writing this intel and bringing it out into the open. I bet it took a lot of courage!

nick Apr 22, 2009 08:36

I'm sorry about your daughter being not free to roam around like any other girl her age. I know it is hard for you. Just remember that there are reasons why things happen in our life. Most of them are for the better. This stage in your life makes both of you closer together and realize how important each other is. I will pray that she will be free sooner.

khassandra May 1, 2009 05:10

realising ones child has succumbed to the evils of drug abuse is a sad time for anyone especially as you rightly say others seem to be able to walk away from trouble everytime.
Maybe one day governments will wake up and realise that while they allow many dubious figures within the 'celeb' community get away with misusing drugs and seeming to profit from their wreckless behaviour that large parts of a whole generation will fail to accept just how serious drug abuse is.
Hopefully she will be out soon.

My I share a tid bit about my daughter.
She was a addict to Crack and ran away from home at 15 years.
In and out of the System due to bad choices she made.
Nine years later she cleaned her act up .
Pray,Pray and Pray for your Daughter and never give up on her.
Prayers do work.
Warm Regards
Dolly

You have no idea what all of your comments mean. This is the first time I've posted something about this problem and didn't get unsympathetic responses. It's nice to know there are people in this same situation, others willing to give great advice and a light at the end of this dark, gloomy tunnel.
Thank all of you!!!

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