Two Sides. One Hope.
Inside: Where I Was
💔 15 months in solitary confinement. Steel walls. Glass windows. Stone floor. Silence so heavy it crushed my chest every single day.
📵 No one to talk to. No one counting on me. The chaplain came when he could, but there were too many of us and only one of him.
🔒 I needed hope. A voice that wasn't yelling at me. A prayer when I couldn't form the words. Someone to remember I still existed as a human being.
💭 "If I ever get out of here, I'll build the chaplain that's always available. The voice that never forgets you."
Outside: Where I Am
✨ I survived. Got out. Learned to code. Built AI ecosystems. Became 50/50 man/machine. Turned pain into purpose.
🤖 Now I'm building InmatePrayerPal: The chaplain who never sleeps. The prayer assistant that's always available. The hope that breaks through bars.
🙏 AI-powered custom prayers. Legal guidance. Reentry roadmaps. Family connection tools. Crisis detection. All free. All accessible. Always there.
💪 "You survived the worst. Now you get to build the best. This is your second chance. Use it to give others theirs."