Solitary

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(249 249 249 1); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>I used to believe in love. I believed that the innate good of people could be more powerful than the evil represented in the world. I believed that a mother's love for a child was the purest love that existed.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(249 249 249 1); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>I don't believe in anything now.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(249 249 249 1); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>No freedom. No autonomy. No identity. Two years after a single vengeful act ripped everything away all prisoner 35879-045 has is her own mind. Only her memories of the time before to combat the utter isolation of solitary confinement. So many others have had their sanity wrenched from them in the crushing solitude of their cells their psyches snapped beyond repair. But she isn't like them. She knows who she is. She will not lose herself.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(249 249 249 1); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>A creeping claustrophobic dive into the effects of isolation on the human mind Solitary is a story of love loss and above all the art of survival.</span></p>