I believe we have legal, regulated prostitution in several counties in Nevada.
M and I lived at a brothel for a year, while I worked at a prison nearby. I was already scared to drive highways and staying there was the only place I could get to work without being terrified.I actually visited a house with husband, he wanted me to see the place, visit with the girls
Yes.The dirty jokes, overstepping boundaries with your friends and family, etc, are a direct attack on you. She gets pleasure out of humiliating you.
I am so sorry for this.I went to a psychologist (and I know I mentioned this) and I felt ridiculed for my views.
I would guess that there is a lot of suppression of what this feels like. I worked many years in prisons and I knew if I thought about it that I was likely an object of desire, not because of any attractiveness on my part but because I was there.It is sad to me and rather chilling that anyone would feel content using their own body to make money by allowing tons of disgusting men, none who care about them at all, the intimacy of their body.
I am going to light a candle for you all by the way. And this is nothing to do with being a former Christian. It's just a way to bring you all to mind and send you my thanks and best wishes for what you are experiencing too.
Gosh I was extremely rude and regardless of my behaviour, strangely don't feel sorry at all.
I threw the pills out by the way, and came here instead .
While reflecting last evening, I realised I was my mothers difficult child. Leaving my family and their brothels, I joined a Baptist Church! my mother couldn't cope with my oppositional lifestyle choice even though I lived half a day's drive away and never spoke of it with her. She told me she needed to cut all ties with me.
I rang her a few days later and let her know that she was the only person in the world who had the title 'mother' to me, and I wanted and needed her in my life. We eventually agreed I would visit her 4 times a year (inc Christmas) and call her on Mother's Day and her birthday. Over time the calls increased and she relaxed more as she accepted my decision.
My daughter saw me bullied in the Church. The pastors wife and daughter did not want a former brothel worker / supporter there, and ousted me as soon as the Pastor died. They told me I could only return to Church on admission I had impure thought about him!!! And I hadn't had the thoughts as stated and nor were my thoughts their business and basically they found a way to get rid of me! My daughter and I, both walked away from the man made rules and attitudes heaped on us at that particular Church.
My daughter saw me bullied in the Church. The pastors wife and daughter did not want a former brothel worker / supporter there, and ousted me as soon as the Pastor died.
In the past decade my daughter has obviously shifted her beliefs although I had not realised until two weeks ago, that she had thrown them all out completely. She lives to feel good now, she tells me.
Me, I'm not far from 60 and hanging in there in a country that values youth and treat older woman as invisible, in my opinion. I don't know what the US is like.
I still hold many Christian values, come to think of it.
My daughter saw me bullied in the Church.
SO I have decided to wear more sensible footwear to the wedding. Or if I do wear heels they won’t be quite so high and I would want to wear trousers.
When prostitution is legal the advertising is on line. I wondered if you would be open to go online to see what that looks and feels like? If you are open to rethinking your view (I am respecting your positive experience) you may want to think of a young woman you love the most in the entire world, and allow yourself to look at the pictures of the prostitutes, their prices, their bottoms, their naked breasts etc, and place your loved one into that picture.
She was hurting at my lifestyle choice. I know her pain is as valid as anyone’s here and I know she was hurting a great deal.
I was not allowed to speak and I was not allowed to wear trousers.
Being excommunicated from the church was tragic!
This all went down only a few months after my mum died, and I knew my mum was right about them, and right to have tried to warn me away.
In ‘the dungeon’ the most mind boggling things go on to induce pain. The client, when they can cope with whatever pain they have purchased no longer, has to use the safe word “mercy’ to signal the dominatrix to stop. I think she may well be drawn to having that sort of power over a man.
She found ways to put me down every moment of the day. She thought my clothes were ugly, my food was horrible and I was the worst mother in the world.
He left me for an air hostess in the end.
She stopped eating anything I made.
The next place we will all be together will be the wedding in November, and that could be a playground for my daughter to shock a lot of people.
More and more I think less (in terms of time) about my daughter’s behaviours and choices, and more about my own behaviours.
I know I can ‘sit on my lips’ in regards to sex work. I have asked her to not speak about my role supporting my mother in her brothel either and she has an essay about her grandmother being published by a gallery soon, and I hope she has honoured my request.
I think about us all Cedar….we must all have experienced the impact of stress to varying degrees. In the past year I have lost a lot of hair and have various other health conditions too. Nothing serious though. I think they are all stress related. I feel like I have aged about a decade in the past year. I really do get what you are saying, that your suffering made you blind to your enabling behaviours. I also have blamed myself mercilessly.
Not so much, now.
I think I am starting to see the bigger picture.