I just got depressed in there because I felt there was no hope.
“My friend, I feel that I’m locked up in a room and the keys are lost. I’m disconnected from life.” “I’m living in the dark. Dark life. I don’t want nothing from them except to let me go, let me go, they have no right to steal my life away.”
When I have a visitor I feel so happy because we talk about something new
‘your case has been refused, so we are sending you back.’