How does one mature in an immature environment? My "cloistered brothers" were telling me that they feel sorry and don't know how to help the 18–25-year-olds, in prison. How can they ever grow up in prison? After they've served their time and go outside back home, how will they fit in?
Thinking about it, I don't know if they ever will. They will always be that juvenile delinquent and think like one. I say that because I had an experience that cements my opinion.
When I was about 35-years-old, I took a class to obtain a real estate broker's license. Sitting in the classroom, I found myself "checking" out the guys that entered the room. After a bit, I stopped myself and asked, "What am I doing? I am 35 years old, married, and the mother of three children!"
Why was I thinking like that? I think it was because the last time, I was in a classroom was when I was in college and would have been "checking out" the guys, as they entered the room. Even though I was 35, I was thinking like I was 18.
How in the world, could excons think any differently? They would just pick up where they left off, before they became incarcerated.
God help them.
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