Sometimes I have problems believing in myself, too. It gets easier, even if it doesn't always get totally natural.

Don't kill any inmates, or fuck them over on purpose, or throw your weight around and be a dick. Maybe don't think of it as taking care of inmates either, unless you get put with somebody who's into that. And-- I don't know. Fixing shit is a whole, like, process; you can't do it all at once.