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 died. trowbridge s cell mate wrote a
if you tried to come get it from me then i was coming to get you. if i m coming to see you, it was over with. 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
his cell mate shares the same unusual pairing of convictions, murder and abuse of a corpse. he is serving 68 years. the victim was his ex-girlfriend, heather norris. it was a toxic relationship. it was love hate and i still very much love her. throughout the couple s three-year relationship, heather told her family that bean was physically abusive, and even though he faced a trial on domestic abuse charges at the time of heather s murder he says he wasn t abusive. it was predicated on a lie. the lie is that we had a violent relationship. i m not saying i m without fault. but as far as what happened with her death, worst case voluntary
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 probably 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, joshua bean, also wrote a letter to his victim, heather, his former girlfriend, whom he stabbed to death. i can t push these emotions to
you know. 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 really want to keep it real, you ve got to make better choices than the ones you made. it can lead you down one of three paths, death, a life in prison, or an empty existence on the streets. one-man band for our first go-around. while stroud uses music to