This is taken from a conversation with one of the women who is currently still under duress !!

Please read and absorb it all , as its happening as we speak !!! this is what we are all fighting for !!!

The photograph above is a good visualization of how I feel…there is a grand but ruined structure…but I have hope that it will be restored someday.

I have come to understand that there is no “safe place”. That whether we are good or bad, deserving or undeserving, good things and bad things will happen to us. We will be rewarded for things we don’t deserve to be rewarded for and abused for things we don’t deserve to be abused for. The point of doing good things, is we SHOULD do good things. If we do good things we can feel good about our choices.
I have endured emotional, sexual, and other forms of physical abuse, neglect, and abandonment. These abuses were carried out or supported by so many people over my lifetime, that it’s hard to clear anyone. The thing is, in a corrupt society, a society that categorically supports abuse. Those who are directly abusive often don’t even realize they are, as so much of what is done isn’t addressed. Even those who would want to help don’t necessarily have the resources to do so. When I say society, I mean global society. As having lived in two countries and visited more, I have seen the problem is without boundaries.

Specifics?

I have been raped so many times I stopped counting. Yes, I begged for help from many sources and received none.

I’ve Had my unborn child murdered while still inside of me by its own Father because he heard a rumor as to my heritage and his extreme prejudice was such that he could carry out something so vile.

I have been humiliated and abused by Medical Personnel, and others in positions of authority. Being given treatments against my will and denied treatments I requested, and generally disrespected.

I’ve Suffered discrimination for being a Woman.
I have been racially abused because my skin was perceived as too light, my hair too dark, I have been mistaken for and abused for looking like I was a race that I wasn’t…at one point having a bus stopped and my papers demanded… I was picked out from everyone on the bus so they could decide if they wanted to arrest me…because of my skin and hair color.

I have had close friends and family tell me I should bleach my naturally dark hair and tan so that I blend in…not because they were afraid for me, but because they themselves were prejudiced and thought it was unattractive, even immoral not to change the form God gave me in order to fit in.
Did I say I was abused for being a race I wasn’t? Yes, also for being a race that I was. Many assume a Caucasian girl would never be racially abused, I have suffered anger from some who assume I’ve had things too easy.

I have been attacked because people assumed I was anorexic…and at other times for carrying too much weight.

I have been criticized for not dressing well enough and for dressing too well.

When my hair was long I’ve been told I needed a haircut…and when it was thought too short I was verbally abused for that. When I wore little or no makeup some said I was “not trying” and boys wouldn’t find me attractive. When I studied and applied my makeup.
abused for that. When I wore little or no makeup some said I was “not trying” and boys wouldn’t find me attractive. When I studied and applied my makeup (approved by makeup experts) I was told I looked like a “Drag Queen”, “a punk”, or a prostitute.

I have suffered age discrimination both people abusing me because I was “too young” and because they thought I was “too old”.

I have been criticized for being “lazy”, and because I was “too ambitious”.

Hated because I was “too good”, or a “bad person”.

Because I stayed too long, or I left too quickly from a situation where I was being abused over and over !

I was told I was “dull” or “stupid” when I just couldn’t care about what
Because I stayed too long, or I left too quickly from a situation where I was being abused.

I was told I was “dull” or “stupid” when I just couldn’t care about what someone was saying anymore.

That I’m “too intense”, “too smart”, “too educated”, “think too much”, “too bold”.

then that I’m “not educated enough”. “too shy” “too polite” “too timid”, “a nobody”.

Why would I include these criticisms next to rape and murder? Because these criticisms are the excuses people made to me for all the other terrible things they did. Because they explain the uncompromising and cruel attitudes of people believing they
nobody”.

Why would I include these criticisms next to rape and murder? Because these criticisms are the excuses people made to me for all the other terrible things they did. Because they explain the uncompromising and cruel attitudes of people believing they have a right to judge others worthy or unworthy.

I have been homeless at times while my friends and family had a place to stay and no one offered to help (through no fault of my own).

My family has owned Houses, Boats, Recreational Vehicles, I have eaten at the best restaurants, stayed at the best Hotels, worn designer clothes…been admired…and then dropped on a dime because something went wrong…someone had a whim…someone decided I
best Hotels, worn designer clothes…been admired…and then dropped on a dime because something went wrong…someone had a whim…someone decided I wasn’t compliant enough…

I have been disowned and disinherited on multiple occasions. By my Father and Mother on several occasions, as well as by my Grandmother. I’ve had a house and land given to me…then taken away.

I have had an unusually large life, both to the good and to the bad. I try to focus on the good. though a great deal of damage has been done. I don’t trust other people to take pictures of me, as I have been so harshly criticized for being less than perfect. For me trusting someone
I have had an unusually large life, both to the good and to the bad. I try to focus on the good. though a great deal of damage has been done. I don’t trust other people to take pictures of me, as I have been so harshly criticized for being less than perfect. For me trusting someone else to present an image of me is terrifying. I have a very hard time making friendships as again…I have a hard time trusting people…I try to remember that good will win. Justice will occur. Peace will reign. Love will triumph in the end…I just have to keep doing the best I can to do my part. I long to live in a world of kindness where all people live a life that satisfies them, where everyone feels, safe, loved, respected. Where we all work together to accomplish the dreams of each other. Where each person has plenty, and each individual remember that good will win. Justice will occur. Peace will reign. Love will triumph in the end…I just have to keep doing the best I can to do my part. I long to live in a world of kindness where all people live a life that satisfies them, where everyone feels, safe, loved, respected. Where we all work together to accomplish the dreams of each other. Where each person has plenty, and each individual has the chance to choose what their life looks like. I know it sounds like a dream…but I believe in it as a reality. 

They will be safe very soon !! I would bet my life on it !!!