So my fiancee was transferred five hours away, today. I had a meltdown when I found out he was “in transit”. I don’t know this new place. Prisons are what we see on TV. Gangs, weapons, fights, killings, and a million horrible other things. He has been in the intake process for the past month. We got used to the time schedule for calls that we got to talk to daddy. We couldn’t see him in person or video calls. Nothing. Going from everyone to seeing the person you will spend the rest of your life with, to nothing, is extremely hard. At this new place, we have a scheduled video call for tomorrow at 6 p.m. and we are able to message each other. I need to see him. He told me about the gangs he has seen his first several hours there. It is scary, but not like we see on T.V. I told him no bullshit. Don’t sugarcoat anything. He is an amazing guy with a good head on his shoulders. I am going to go to my first prison support group the first Saturday of next month. It is held monthly. I am also going next week to a meeting for family members of the inmates. I am apart of a group online on Facebook that know what I am going through and I really need to see that other people know how I feel.