by Wonda Waide

Created on: March 05, 2009

What kind of women marries a man in prison, is a woman like me. I married a man in prison, at prison. The first time I saw him was the day I married him. I was not your average girl who fell for guys or was the type that was lonely by all means. But I succumbed into a love situation through letters. This man was very charming with words and promises.

Everything I ever wanted to hear or needed to hear he was the one telling me. There was no person to person contact, like a person normally gets. I could not see the lies or the physical part of a relationship and it does make a difference because you need everything when you talk of a relationship but I didn't know then what I know now of the importance it is. He was so insecure. And thought I was cheating and that every guy wanted me no matter where I was or who I was around and I was truly faithful for a man I never saw face to face.

I then married him because of the emotional gain I had been receiving from this man in prison through letters with no physical gain it made my feeling even more stronger then a normal relationship with any guy. Anyone can fall in love with someone emotionally and instead of looking at that way people just see and hear prison love.

I didn't see the signs of a maniac at the time because when they say love is blind. I was truly young and blind. But my whole life all men were afraid of me or intimidated by me in some way because of the way I come off to them but the first guy to not be afraid of me was in prison. I was seriously warned to not get involved with this man in prison, because he would just get out beat on me and get me pregnant, because of his own insecurities.

He would never stay away from drugs and crime with bringing me down as well. But it was another guy who wanted to be with me. of course I didn't listen, but it all came true he divorced me because he said I was cheating and he got out and came to my house and we of course got together I loved that man I could not handle being with out him so then he got me pregnant and before my boy was born he had broke and fractured my nose when I was one month pregnant.

He was in prison with an eight year sentence by the time I was delivering his boy. I had learned by experience that it's not where the person it's the falling in love part emotionally. Physical love is easy and everyone gets that but emotional love is the hardest part and in letters it becomes very easy.

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