I have decided to write, that I cannot do this in such isolation.
Yes, of course I know and fully appreciate that there is a community of abolitionists out there, but I reach it mainly through the net.
That is not enough – that will never be enough.
I have been writing this blog for over 5 years, I have written around 1015 blog posts, I have supported several exited women, I have given some rallying talks and much more that I do anonymously.
I am very proud of all I have given – but now I want to ask for my readers and supporters to give back.
I write this to break my isolation, I write this be reminder there is hope, I write to silence the voices of hate who love to communicate with me.
These voices are close to breaking me, they will not break me working – but they know what breaks my heart.
I need a more solid community around me – in that, I speak for all of us who managed to exit the sex trade.
I/we need a community round that tells us of their abolitionist actions, not assume we know by reading your minds.
We need to know what is being done in practical terms to bring about real change for the prostituted – count us in all your actions, even it is just to email us.
To know that you care enough to do practical actions for the lives and dignity of the prostituted class means so much to all the exited – it gives us hope, it make us see progress, and most important it breaks our isolation.
If you care enough to do practical action, however small or big, is a wonderful gift – you are giving back to us our humanity.
Another thing that is needed by me/us is to have real human contact outside the computer.
Many of the most powerful campaigners who happened to also of exited the sex trade, lived in isolation.
We may communicate over the net, but often outside the community of other exited folks, there is little interest in meeting in person.
This keeps us as the Other, keeps us doubting our full humanity.
It strips us of the basic human right of being part of society.
This is sad, well tragic – for this is excluding folks who have given so much and all you do is take.
You will read and use our words, you will have us as token speakers, you will put us in your news article/documentary – but would you invite us to have coffee with you.
I know many have read this blog for years, many of my readers are very supportive over the net – that is wonderful, but there can be more.
I think the human voice or contact is more powerful than Facebook/Twitter/email/blog comments can even touch.
A phone call or Skype means more than you imagine.
A trip to the pub or coffee shop is a gift from heaven.
Anything to break this deadly and dangerous silence.
I hate writing this, I hate to ask for such simple things – things that should be given without having to ask.
But I am drowning in this silence.
The thing I may look like I am just waving not drowning – for I keep working, I keep placing music and film stars on Facebook, I stay inside the computer.
But my work is painful, my work is under constant attack, my work comes from a place of deep grief.
My work is isolating – I need human contact to do it.
No-one is an island, so don’t make exited folks into one.