There are wounds people carry quietly when someone they love is in prison.  The world often speaks about the person inside.....but rarely about the mothers, fathers, partners, siblings, grandparents and children left trying to hold life together on the outside.  

This space was created for you.

For the nights filled with worry.  For the complicated love.  For the shame that was never yours to carry.  For the hope that keeps flickering even when your exhausted.  

Here, you do not have to explain your grief to be understood.  

Whether you are navigating addiction, mental health struggles, anger, fear, heartbreak or simply trying to understand the one you love and how you ended in this situation.  You are welcome here

No judgment, No pretending.  Just honest support, shared experiences, resources, stories and a reminder that your pain matters too.  Because loving someone through incarceration changes people. And sometimes ( all times)  the one quietly surviving on the outside need support just as much as the ones on the inside the walls.  In my experience I needed the support more so than my boys.  They had support, they had me and all the recourses I could find and provide.  I on the other had had none.  I don't wish for anyone to feel as lonely as I did.  

Here I see you, I hear you and you do not have to walk this road alone. 

I gotch you.  xo