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Rosemary West (Part 2)

I remember the first year of serving of my life sentence, I was minding my own business on my way to library, when this woman leaves her group to approach me. She asked if she could talk to me and it seemed really urgent, so I stood there and just let her start speaking at me. Low and behold, told me she was a “professional psychologist”, I already knew where this was fucking going and couldn’t believe it was happening. She started literally TELLING me what was wrong with me and that I “need to get help for the ‘things’ I’d allegedly done” in the middle of the library…In what world is that kind of behaviour aswell as accusations acceptable, let alone from an alleged “professional psychologist”?!…I just wanted to scream in her face that she should be fired and if she really was a psychologist she’d know NOT to do this to someone!

…Prison life is exhausting and a pain in the arse but it’s all I know.
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