A high school ex-girlfriend of mine went to ladyjail for prescription drugs. She said that all the inmates would bark at her when she walked by because she was the "puppy of the pound". She got an improvised tattoo from a wood staple in a mechanical pencil, and apparently they have a lot of freedom there Source
I got locked up in women's prison when I was 21. When you first get there they ask if you're addicted to anything. If you said benzos or alcohol, they dosed you up with 4mg of Klonopin a day. Anyone who's been there before knows this, so for the first 2 weeks when I was in the drug treatment area (for other things, I didn't know about the Klonopin) things were very chill. There was a few verbal fights, but kind of a camaraderie between the women like, "we're all just addicts trying to get through this together." We had groups and AA, it was a daily thing for all (which was most except me) the women with children to break down crying about missing them and how they'd literally anything for their kids now that they're sober. You were in a trailer with 2 floors. There was rooms with 4 bunks in them and a community bathroom with individual showers. Lots of hooking up in the bathroom stalls and showers. Something really weird, every few days they passed out electric shavers, there was one for each bunk and there would be a line of girls using these old shavers to dry shave their legs and pubes in the bathroom. Some of them would flip them and use the non-cutting side as a vibrator/dildo on others. F'ing gross, I never even considered shaving. There was a microwave you could sometimes use and access to hot water to make noodles and coffee. They gave out stamps paper and pens to write home if you asked and gave you pads, one roll of toilet paper, ghetto shampoo/soap and toothbrush/paste. During rec time you could walk around the compound, but there were also classes like yoga, AA, Zumba, gym, library, etc. After 2 weeks there I got moved to the maximum security part. Here you were in a high tech building with one bunk in each room and locked in for most of the day. Or else you could go in the community room and watch tv a few hours a day. No more access to hot water. Women who didn't pay a fine were locked up with baby killers, they were the most shunned. One baby killer got attacked because she asked for my oatmeal I wasn't eating. No more classes of any kind. You had to be there for over 5 years to be put in the trailers by where the drug program was. They even had dogs and could go to the library and pick out books instead of just picking from books left behind. I saw a girl almost doe getting her face smashed into a metal door frame. Lots of fights. It really was awful Source
I went to jail for two weeks from the shoplifting thing, I got lice in jail and was quarantined with another girl who also had lice... needless to say, their lice "treatment" did not work, and the lice festered to an unimaginable point. We picked lice out of each others hair every day and tried drowning them in a cup of water. They don't f'ing die! Also people treat you like the grossest thing to walk the planet when you have lice in jail Source
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