Voices from Within

Twenty-three years. That's how long I've been here. Long enough to watch the world change through a small window, long enough to lose people I love, and long enough to find myself in the silence that prison forces on you whether you want it or not.

I used to think my story ended the day the verdict was read. I was wrong. It was the day I picked up my first book that something shifted. Then a course. Then another. I realized that no matter where my body was, my mind could go anywhere — and nobody could take that from me.

I am more than my worst moment. We all are. If you're reading this, thank you for taking the time to see me as a person. That means more than you know.

— Beau Maestas, High Desert State Prison

I was 19 when they brought me in. I didn't know who I was yet — I was still figuring that out. In some ways, prison forced me to do the work that many people get to do in the comfort of their own lives. I had no choice but to look inward.

I started working out. Then reading. Then taking every program available to me. I moved into the honor unit. I enrolled in college. Slowly, the person I was becoming started to look like someone I could respect.

I'm coming home soon. And I'm not leaving behind what I've built here — the discipline, the self-awareness, the hunger to contribute. I want to use my story to help young men who are standing where I once stood.

— Fahed Abu-Diab, Lee Adjustment Center

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