many inmates tried to kill themselves. since nowadays anything can be turned into a weapon (thanks macgyver) you would hardly see anything dangerous. no sheets, no napkins, no pens, you get the picture. whenever something dangerous was around there was usually someone getting ready to cease the moment.
when i first got out i was overwhelmed by the amount of potential danger i was perceiving. this incredible sense of discofort overcame me, every time i saw a straw or a paper cup on the ground.