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Cruising down the 101 freeway. I was in complete bliss.


Whether youโ€™re behind these walls or in society, each day there is a human who is suffering from loneliness, heartache, or depression.


I have learned there is a seed of happiness in each of us.

At 17, I was in Jail, again. I was sitting in the dayroom and was passed a โ€œKite” by another inmate. A โ€œKite” is equivalent to an email or text message but on paper. Unbeknownst to me, this kite was no different. I read the words โ€œI’m sorry about your girl homie, keep ya head up.โ€ I paused to let the words sink. Living in a toxic masculine environment, I refused to shed a tear or show any sign of sadness. Even though she was my girlfriend of three years, I did what I knew best and suppressed my emotions. I called my mom to confirm her death and she informed me that Jenny committed suicide. My family and friends kept this information away, believing they were protecting me. I have known incarcerated men who have committed suicide. Sometimes itโ€™s difficult to identify a person’s internal pain, struggles and battles. Whether youโ€™re behind these walls or in society, each day there is a human who is suffering from loneliness, heartache, or depression. Let’s cultivate a path leading away from our pains. As human beings we must help nourish the seed of happiness that dwells inside us all. That seed and life is precious, itโ€™s growth strengthens and supports our bodies, souls and minds. Letโ€™s cultivate a beloved community.

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