Linell describes the way the Denton County infirmary treated someone with a known heart condition and someone who repeatedly asked for help. “On his fifth visit to the infirmary, he had to be taken in a wheel chair as he was dizzy, arms tingling and was very weak. Diagnosed with a panic attack and given a Benadryl, but collapsed in front of the medic on duty. Revived in the jail and taken to Denton County Regional Medical Center where he was pronounced dead.” Nobody notified her are his parents for hours.

Jail is not meant to be a holiday, but one might expect to at least be treated as a human being. What I witnessed, during my time in the suicide watch section and in general population, was a nightmare, not just in terms of myself, but more in how I saw others treated. My first

Day 1: 11/29/09 Today I turned myself into Dallas County for probation violation. Here’s my plan: To write to this journal every day if possible. And the scary part? To be truthfully honest with myself and with the journal. Even now my mind is backtracking on the honest part; the repercussion, the feelings it will

By Diana Claitor, for The Lone Star Iconoclast,  2 Oct, 2006 Diane Wilson can’t forget the women she met in the Victoria County jail earlier this year. Four of the eight women who shared her cell had never seen a lawyer even though they had been incarcerated for weeks and even months. All were charged with