I was a Category A when I first started my sentence. Deemed to be High Risk as I was a foreigner in a Chinese Prison.
My charges, drug trafficking and armed robberies, didn't help much.
After a year of fighting the system and the Triads, I was promoted to AA status and moved to the hell hole that held the worst. I was now one.
3 guards had to escort me anywhere. I never spoke to anyone for months. Always completely isolated. It must have cost a fortune to protect everyone from me.
I've been out 30 years now. Never went back inside.
Spent my whole life trying to help others.
Now I need help. I'm struggling.
Divorced, about to lose my home, daughter died 2020, I had cancer in 2021, a heart attack in 2023.
I need help, I need support.
But now I'm Low Risk. My mental health is really bad, but not bad enough.
I'm not a risk to me or anyone else.
Now I'm too Low Risk.