I thought I would just pen you a small letter to say how much I enjoy doing Fine Cell Work, and why. I am what is called a lifer. I was sent to prison in early 2008. I am in a wheelchair. And no I am not after sympathy. I did wrong so I deserved what I got. Anyway, I have suffered from bad depression all my adult life, and I have tried to end it all a few times, and for the first two years of prison life I tried and did self harm a lot.
Then I was moved to a new prison and an inmate made himself known to me and to start with he just talked to me. One day he asked me if I could sew. So thinking he meant as in replacing a button I said yes, so he brought up to my cell the bit of work he was doing and showed me how to do it. Then he got me to try it, and the next thing I found he was telling Louisa [the FCW volunteer] that I wanted to become a Fine Cell stitcher, and I was given a pin cushion and a needle, and with this inmate’s help I began to stitch it.
Because I was not thinking bad thoughts, the time that I was banged up behind the door flew by, and I did not self harm at all. To date, I have only self harmed two times, and that’s when I had no work, and that is not bad at all. This is totally because you and others were happy with the work that I was handing in, and believed in me enough to give and keep giving me commissions that keep my hands and mind busy, which is why everything I get I do to the best of my ability. I will continue to do it as long as you feel my work is good enough.
So please take my thanks to you and everyone involved with Fine Cell Work and know that what you all have done, and still do, has made something so bad bearable for me and loads of other inmates up and down the country. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart, and please keep doing the good work, and keep on sending me work and I will keep turning out work as best I can.
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