Here’s a glimpse into the world of a special needs inmate. He is 41 and about 16 mentally, less emotionally. He has several diagnoses which I believe are really just symptoms of Fetal Alcohol Syndrome or Personality Disorder. Regardless, the wires get crossed quite a bit, as all we have are phone calls and letters to express our thoughts.
Yikes! This wifey feels bad now…Many times communication gets lost between my special needs incarcerated hubby and myself. We’ve been married 5 years, but only 3 of those were actually “together” as a married “Honey, I’m home!” kind of couple. I guess I still have a lot to learn about his disabilities.