I want to write about some acts done mainly by those who call themselves allies of exited women, but by these acts prove they have no respect for us.
It is the act of stealing our work, and making it their own.
It is the act of making us into your pet exited woman, only to throw us away when spoke for you.
It is the act of deciding what you think is a “real” exited woman, and ignoring that we can and will never fit that stereotype.
It the act of holding us back by constantly imaging you have invented how to do abolition, or have discover that the sex trade may be a bad thing.
It is the act of using our concepts, our histories and our deep knowledge to further your career or to make you like you are on the side of the angels.
I want to say that many exited women have had enough of your patronising disrespect.
You are acting to control us.
You are erasing the centuries of exited women leading the revolt towards abolition by your acts.
You are showing you view exited women as having feelings that can be betrayed by your acts.
Your acts are a remainder of how pimps and punters treated us.
If you erase, ignore or steal our work – you do so because you like a pimp/punter refuse to see exited women as fully human.
We can never be human enough to have your respect.
Never be human enough for our words to belong us, for it must be filtered through you to be heard.
We can never be human enough to lead the way to true freedom for the prostituted class.
Know that I write to say that exited women are sick of being made sub-human.
If you steal our concepts, histories and knowledge then you see as just intellectual goods for you to consume.
We become nothing but statistics, case studies, or token speakers.
It is like being in a line-up in a brothel – we are never seen or known just consumed.
I want all allies to look deep inside themselves – whether you in the anti-trafficking movement, radical feminists, Leftists, or religious types – and ask yourselves –
Do you read or listen to exited women only as an example or material to use later?
Do you decide that I know all the factors that drive girls/women into the sex trade, and will not hear if an exited does fit in the boxes you have made?
Do you think you are the only generation that knows that prostitution/porn may be a human rights issue?
Do you still think exited women are too damaged to be able to speak without you sheltering them?
Do in your silent moments think that the prostituted class are outside of what it is to be human like you are?
I know you will reject these questions, or take the easy route of saying it those other allies not us.
I believe a true ally of exited women would not be afraid of these questions or angered by – but would feel the pain and grief that makes me asks so bluntly.
Allies that can be trusted have no issue with knowing exited women must lead the abolition movement.
Allies who can be trusted will always credit our words and works.
Allies who can be trusted understand that exited women are a massive source of knowledge of how and why male violence is so normal.
There are many trusted allies, that we very proud to work alongside with – for they know that all the prostituted class are fully human.
Being fully human we have multiple ways or reasons that enter the sex trade.
Being fully human we survive being inside the sex trade in both similar and varied ways.
Being fully human we may all have PTSD, but we may react in multiple ways.
Being fully human we cannot be forced in a box made of your stereotypes.
Give us respect.
The respect of knowing we speak from our own pasts – but are also deeply connected to centuries of the lost voices of the prostituted class reaching for freedom.
The respect of hearing us speaking from our own culture and experiences – but are deeply connected to all the prostituted class known or unknown to us.
The respect of not seeing us as victims or tokens – but that we are warriors and have leadership inside our skin.
The respect of learning to humble enough to truly listen and hear the multiple voices of the prostituted class.
Then you could imagine stealing our words.