She Strengthens

The Hidden Costs of Love Behind Bars

When I made the unconventional decision to stay with my partner after his arrest, I had no idea what financial burdens lay ahead. As we navigated the complexities of our relationship, I soon realized that supporting him through his incarceration would come at a steep price.

The Monthly Toll

My monthly expenses quickly added up, with visits to the prison being a significant drain on my resources. With gas costs alone reaching $160, and food purchases during our visits totaling $320, our weekly meetings became a costly affair. Add to that the $100 I spent on phone calls, and the $87 quarterly packages I sent his way, and it’s clear that our love came with a hefty price tag.

The Extras

Beyond the regular expenses, there were one-time costs that caught me off guard. Our decision to get married, for instance, set me back $120. And then there were the unforeseen expenses, like the $6,338 I spent resolving his unresolved business – including car troubles and student loans. It was a sobering reminder of the financial weight that often accompanies incarceration.

A Lesson in Empathy

I share my story not because I expect many to relate, but to encourage empathy. We often judge others based on their financial struggles, without considering the unseen circumstances that may be driving their difficulties. As someone privileged enough to absorb these costs, I’m acutely aware that many families of inmates are not as fortunate.

A Deeper Look

My experience has also given me a glimpse into the prison industrial complex and the ways in which companies profit from incarceration. It’s a sobering reminder that our relationships are not just personal, but also deeply intertwined with the systems that govern our society.

Love Beyond Bars

Ultimately, my story is one of love, sacrifice, and the willingness to navigate uncharted territory. It’s a testament to the fact that relationships require effort and dedication, regardless of the circumstances. As I look back on our journey, I’m reminded that true love knows no bounds – not even those of a prison cell.