Women often send hand-written letters spilling out their life stories and heartache.
WHAT WAS IT LIKE TO BE A PRISONER?
"Prison was hell. A place of constant torment. A community of evil. Behind bars nothing felt safe.
It was impossible to sleep well in prison. I slept on a creaky bunk cot in a row just arms distance from those who committed crimes of extortion, had been trafficked or were traffickers. I slept next to drug dealers, murderers, thieves, abusers and those engaging nightly in homosexual relationships feet away. Sure, a few had been incarcerated wrongly but most were guilty. We were enduring our punishments."