Hi, I'm Rodney and I have been in trouble since the day I was born. Well, maybe before that. I first went to prison because I wanted to be remembered for staying solid. Nobody sent me a single dollar. My support system was Me, Myself, & I. Crazy, huh? I guess everything I did when I was on drugs and didn't have a care in the world made me stop mattering to everyone who mattered to me. So, I put more distance between my family and myself. I wish that I had been a better father, brother, cousin, friend, son, or even had a normal life.

It started in 2006. I had a car accident and was life-flighted to a trauma center in Savannah, Georgia. I was in a head-on collision and flown from the accident. I remember seeing my dad's truck at my uncle's and decided I would stop on the way back from the store. I never made it to the store. I almost didn't make it. God had His hand on me that day. I swear I saw my great grandma, Ms. Willie Mae Spears. But a lot of my body was shattered. I suffered a crushed ankle and foot; my toes to this day have not had functioning joints. I broke my left femur, fractured my pelvis, sliced my liver and my spine, broke all of my ribs but 5, punctured my lung, fractured my L-7 and my T-3 & 4, and had to have a full facial reconstruction.

In the process of trying to keep me alive, because I flatlined 3 times, two of which I landed at Ft. Stewart, and once they brought me back and got me stabilized, they had to land again to use the paddles to shock my heart. The impact from the accident was so bad because my face hit the steering wheel before the airbag deployed, and then the airbag hit me. I was in a Hyundai, and it was not my imagination. I remember this. But long story short, they chose to fix my face and keep me alive over my feet and legs ever functioning again because they didn't think I was going to ever be able to have a normal life.

But I ended up having the most amazing daughter, and I missed her whole life because I have such an addiction to pain meds and have substituted that for anything that would get me high. But thankfully, I'm stronger than my demons, and I've learned to be better. I have to want better and be able to be the man I was before I got in my accident because that was the day that I died. I never was the same.

Now I'm locked up for trying to keep someone else from doing time. I have used my time to become the best me that I can. I just need help with getting up the money to get an attorney to file my habeas corpus and prove that they violated my civil rights. I have done my research on it, and I know what they did exactly that could set me free soon, if not immediately. Please help me get my case overturned so they will have to let me come home.