So it is Winter again.
So I should be working harder, but I slowed down.
Hibenating in my warm home, hibernating to run away from my own thoughts.
I have hard year.
A transforming year.
A year where I discover my past with emotions.
A year where I found I had a family who wanted and love me.
A year of confronting pain, knowing deep grief, allowing myself to be vulnerable.
A year of finding that everything can be made ok.
Now, I am mentally and physically exhausted.
I have too many body memories.
Memories that prostitution is never sex – it is rape, it is abuse, it is torture.
Know no man pays for a prostitute to be “normal” sex. He is paying to do to the prostituted what he never do to someone he consider to be a human.
There it is the place all the grief, fury and pain comes from – to be prostituted is to be made sub-human.
All crimes done to our minds and bodies are made non-existent – for no human was involved.
Our rapes disappear, our battered bodies disappear, our eyes staring out for help disappear, our murders disappear.
No punter is a criminal if there is no crime.
No matter how many prostituted he rapes, how many he strangled, how many he anally rapes, how he chooses to kill.
No sex trade profiteers can be a criminal, when all he is doing is providing legal goods.
Nothing is happening, so carry on turning away.
Only an unseen and unheard genocide is happening close to you.
In almost every country the prostituted are being tortured, serially raped and murdered – and it is made nothing.
I am exhausted of speaking out against this genocide, as I know my prostituted family are being thrown away as other issues are made more interesting.
I know it is boring to keep saying about this hate and violence against the prostituted. I know I repeat myself.
Do you see and know I repeat the murders, the rapes and the tortures coz they continue unabated.
In my skin, in my brain I feel the trapped prostituted now.
I will continue to say over and over and over and over their pain, their fear and their deep desire to be made human again.
I will allow the prostituted to just be made invisible, or re-created into the happy hooker or sex worker.
I fight for all the prostituted until no man is consuming or providing the sex trade.
I have writing this blog for almost 10 years now, but it just a beginning.