Dreams of an Exited Woman

I have been unable to express myself.

I have been struggling with body memories, trauma and being diagnosed with autism.

This is confusing, but slowly I reaching out, slowly learning to adjust.

My heart is broken by how little has changed for the prostituted.

It seems too many feminists, leftists and other abolitionist allies have turned their backs on the endless torturing of the prostituted class.

Yes, there so much of hell to deal with – there is Trump, there is the trans issues, there is the wars in Suden, Gaza and Ulkraine. and so many issues that help the sex industry still invisible.

But the prostituted are still being tortured in their bodies, mind and soul. This is everywhere – but is made to be nowhere.

I did indoors prostitution, the imagined safe way to be prostituted.

I was prostituted in the 1980’s, when many want to believed prostituted was safer and the male was not so bad.

This is and was total crap.

As long as prostitution has existed, the male violence has been vicious and extreme.

It is a violence made invisible by being as work, as the prostituted labelled as goddesses, by making the sex industry socially acceptable.

All this make all the prostituted class sub-human, so there are no human rights available to them.

In a sane world, this would be classed as slavery.

In a sane world, it would seen that it paying to rape. for money or exchange of goods is never full consent.

My heart is weeping.

So I begin again, in the hope others fight harder to end this evil.