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persepexa
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- Feb 7, 2025
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So a few years ago I was convicted of a crime and spent a few years in prison and a mental hospital. I got out January of this year and I'd like to tell you all about the reality of life as a former prisoner.
First of all most of my friends want nothing to do with me, and rightly so I think. The one or two friends I do have have lives of their own to live and while they do make time for me, I feel like a burden to them. But more than that I just can't relate to them any more. They have jobs and relationships while I have probation meetings and a curfew.
Second of all, job prospects are very limited when you have a criminal record. I have been applying to about 10 jobs a day every day for the past 10 months. I got 2 interviews in that time which went okay but they decided to go with other people. I am currently waiting to hear back from a chain of coffee shops in my city that train ex-cons as baristas and employ them afterwards but if that doesn't happen I really don't know what I'm going to do. I do receive support with this but mostly what they do is point me in the direction of places that might hire someone like me and lately they've been running out of ideas.
Thirdly, I'm living in a halfway house with other ex-cons. The house itself is nice, my room is lovely. The people are okay, not the most friendly but at least they're not rude. There is also staff there 24/7 if I need anything. There is a curfew of 11pm. They also check our rooms once a week to check if everything is working okay and to see if we have any weapons or drugs hidden anywhere.
Lastly, and I feel most importantly, is the shame you feel afterwards. I had a really nice life before prison and I threw it all away. I've been trying to make friends by going to things like festivals and classes and the same thing always happens. We get along at first, and then they learn a bit more about me (I don't tell them everything just that I live near the station and am currently out of work) and slowly the messages stop coming and the invitations just don't happen any more. But also there's a feeling like I'm misleading people. I'm misrepresenting myself. I personally would feel very uncomfortable if I had befriended someone and included them in my life only to find out they've committed a horrible crime.
My family are at their wits end. Every time I speak to my father on the phone (I live abroad) I burst into tears. I've put them through so much but they still love me and want to help me as best they can but they don't know how to do that any more. I'm turning 30 in January and that has me thinking about turning 40, am I still going to be living rent free, on benefits, watching everyone else live their lives while the most excitement I get is the occasional game night they put on in the house? I also worry about what it would mean for my family. Having to constantly worry about me for the rest of their lives, having to lie to their friends and family about me because they're too ashamed to tell them the truth.
I don't know what the answer to all this is. I just wanted to share my experience. Maybe some of you can relate or maybe you're just curious what happens to people when they leave prison. Either way if you read all of this thank you for reading. :)
First of all most of my friends want nothing to do with me, and rightly so I think. The one or two friends I do have have lives of their own to live and while they do make time for me, I feel like a burden to them. But more than that I just can't relate to them any more. They have jobs and relationships while I have probation meetings and a curfew.
Second of all, job prospects are very limited when you have a criminal record. I have been applying to about 10 jobs a day every day for the past 10 months. I got 2 interviews in that time which went okay but they decided to go with other people. I am currently waiting to hear back from a chain of coffee shops in my city that train ex-cons as baristas and employ them afterwards but if that doesn't happen I really don't know what I'm going to do. I do receive support with this but mostly what they do is point me in the direction of places that might hire someone like me and lately they've been running out of ideas.
Thirdly, I'm living in a halfway house with other ex-cons. The house itself is nice, my room is lovely. The people are okay, not the most friendly but at least they're not rude. There is also staff there 24/7 if I need anything. There is a curfew of 11pm. They also check our rooms once a week to check if everything is working okay and to see if we have any weapons or drugs hidden anywhere.
Lastly, and I feel most importantly, is the shame you feel afterwards. I had a really nice life before prison and I threw it all away. I've been trying to make friends by going to things like festivals and classes and the same thing always happens. We get along at first, and then they learn a bit more about me (I don't tell them everything just that I live near the station and am currently out of work) and slowly the messages stop coming and the invitations just don't happen any more. But also there's a feeling like I'm misleading people. I'm misrepresenting myself. I personally would feel very uncomfortable if I had befriended someone and included them in my life only to find out they've committed a horrible crime.
My family are at their wits end. Every time I speak to my father on the phone (I live abroad) I burst into tears. I've put them through so much but they still love me and want to help me as best they can but they don't know how to do that any more. I'm turning 30 in January and that has me thinking about turning 40, am I still going to be living rent free, on benefits, watching everyone else live their lives while the most excitement I get is the occasional game night they put on in the house? I also worry about what it would mean for my family. Having to constantly worry about me for the rest of their lives, having to lie to their friends and family about me because they're too ashamed to tell them the truth.
I don't know what the answer to all this is. I just wanted to share my experience. Maybe some of you can relate or maybe you're just curious what happens to people when they leave prison. Either way if you read all of this thank you for reading. :)