if i m coming to see you, it was over with. i would be the last person that you would see. i was the nuclear option. [ music playing ] at the end of the day, life is about choices. all of this stuff is an illusion, the life i led on the streets, the dope dealing, the gang banging, the getting drunk and getting high. if you want to keep it real make better choices than the ones we made. it can lead you down three paths, death, a life in prison or an empty existence on the streets. one man band. while stroud uses music to escape the restraints of prison many others turn to drugs. and despite the efforts of staff
have just begun to understand. i hated myself for over a long time. every day for over half my life not a moment has gone by when i didn t hang my head in guilt and shame. that s it. why did you feel the need to write that? well, i think it was this was as much for myself as it was for anybody else s sake. i know this is going to sound kind of silly but i really didn t couldn t comprehend death until someone i knew until i had experienced that loss. and it it kind of put things in a completely different perspective when my grandma died. trowbridge s cellmate wrote a
sexually assaulted her and i killed her. and i robbed her. and i left. the poor woman didn t stand a chance. prosecutors determined that trowbridge not only strangled his victim but sexually assaulted her after her death. he was sentenced to 77 years for robbery, murder and abuse of a corpse. he has served 15 and with good behavior could be out of prison by age 50. he lives in wabash s protective custody unit which houses inmates whose lives could be at risk in general population due to the nature of their crimes. his cell mate shares the same
ask for giveness either. every day for over half my life not a moment has gone by when i didn t hang my head in guilt and shame. that s it. why did you feel the need to write that? well, i think it was this was as much for myself as it was for anybody else s sake. i this is going to sound kind of silly but i really didn t couldn t comprehend death until someone i knew until i had experienced that loss. and it it kind of put things in a completely different perspective when my grandma
letter to his victim heather, his former girlfriend who he stabbed to death. i cannot push these emotions to the darkest place in my mind any more. i suppressed so much. your parents think i abused and beat you on multiple occasions and your friends think i controlled and forced you to be with me. i never wanted anything over than your love, babe. i never would have hurt you. yet you are dead and i might as well be. but debby norris, heather s mother says that bean is a liar. i know that heather was beaten by him at least four times, four times that were pretty bad. one time she ended up going to the hospital after a beating.