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Hey empresses! Today we’re diving into one of the most important lessons I’ve learned behind these concrete walls. And trust me, this one didn’t come from a book, a class, or some inspirational poster on the unit wall. It came from bruised pride, disciplinary reports, long nights of silence, and learning the hard way that survival in prison isn’t about dominance it’s about discipline. This lesson cost me my ego more times than I care to admit. If I can save even one of you from learning it the painful way, then this post has done its job. The Sayings…
I don’t know when the system stopped seeing us as parents. Maybe it never did.In here, we’re reduced to numbers, charges, schedules, and count times. But what the paperwork never captures is this truth: a lot of us are still fathers, even when the world pretends we stopped being the moment the doors closed. This is for the men doing time with kids on the outside. The fathers who missed birthdays, first steps, first words. The ones whose sons ask why Dad can’t come home yet. The ones whose daughters grow taller between visits. If you’re carrying that weight quietly,…
To the younger me who endured more than any child should: You carried a weight that wasn’t yours to bear, a burden far beyond your years. I see you in the mirror of today bright, curious, hopeful, and wary all at once. You learned lhealing essons no child should have to, truths that were far too heavy, far too raw. But hear me when I say this: those truths do not define you. They inform you, teach you where your boundaries must lie, and remind you that safety is not a privilege it is a right. You lived in a…
Welcome back, today we’re diving deep into the meaning behind “Unapologetically Caged.” Grab your favorite beverage, get comfortable, and prepare for some real talk that might just change how you see accountability, growth, and the beautiful mess we call life. Breaking Down the Brand (Because Y’all Asked) So what does “Unapologetically Caged” actually mean? What does it symbolize? Well, buckle up, buttercups, because it’s not what you might think at first glance. It means embracing every wrong I’ve done and taking full accountability for it. Period. Point blank. No chaser. Now, some people hear “Unapologetically” and assume I mean I’m…
Hey, hey, hey!!! Empresses of the World. Welcome to Unapologetically Caged, my life beyond the bars. I am a 26-year-old incarcerated mother of two who goes by the name Phoenix Rising. I am UNAPOLOGETICALLY HER, and SHE IS ME. I’m here to dish out raw truth about surviving, thriving, and rising above the statistics of the system. But more than that, Ias a women am here to be the voice I needed when I was lost, broken, and searching for something anything to hold onto when the world felt like it was crumbling beneath my feet. Why I’m Here, Why…
Welcome back, empresses, to Unapologetically Caged! Your girl, Phoenix Rising, is back with another dose of unfiltered truth. Today, we’re diving into something every woman needs to hear: how to love yourself on a low budget or better yet, without a budget at all. Yes, I’m talking about your natural self. The you that shines when all the artificial stuff the makeup, the designer outfits, the extensions is stripped away. Adam-and-Eve style, honey. So buckle up, grab your imaginary crown, and let’s get into it. The Great Humbling: When Prison Forces You to Face Your Natural Self We’ve all heard…
When the Noise Finally Stops: Finding Purpose in Solitude Prison strips life down to the basics. You wake up early whether you want to or not. You move when you’re told. You eat when it’s time. There’s no illusion of control. The routine is rigid, and the silence between it all is loud. That silence is where the real work starts, the beginning of finding purpose. For a long time before I came here, my life was noise. Arguments. Ego. Anger. Always reacting. Always proving something. I stayed busy enough to avoid reflection. Busy enough to avoid accountability. I called…
This 21-day challenge is designed for young mothers asking, “Who am I when nobody’s looking?” If you’re reading this, there’s a good chance part of this sounds familiar. You might be someone who believes having a man will finally make you feel complete. Someone who measures her worth by relationship status. Someone who bends, shrinks, or reshapes herself to be what someone else needs hoping love will finally stay. I know this story intimately, because I lived it. For a long time, I searched for love outside of myself. I made choices based on what I thought would keep a…
The Garden vs. the Crop Field: Understanding When God Brings the Rain Let me paint a picture that has stayed with me, one God keeps bringing back to my spirit in this season. Imagine a small garden in your backyard. A few tomato plants. Maybe herbs lining the edge. A flower or two trying to survive the heat. Every morning, you step outside with your watering pail. You pour just enough water, check the soil with your fingers, pull a weed here and there. You’re hands-on. You’re in control. If something starts to wilt, you fix it. If it grows,…
The Prison We Build in Our Minds You are not your past. The prison we build in our minds is real, and there is something I learned here that I never would have understood without first losing my freedom. Yes, the walls around me are real. Concrete. Cold. Locked doors and counted steps. But the strongest prison I ever lived in wasn’t built with steel or bars. It was built inside my own mind. For a long time, I was incarcerated by my past. I replayed my mistakes like a song stuck on repeat. Every wrong choice. Every moment I…