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<blockquote data-quote="Slimothy" data-source="post: 687319" data-attributes="member: 20314"><p><strong>SomewhereOutThere</strong>- I got this from what you shared thank you!</p><p>I have understood that when I was at my daughter’s graduation I was so thrilled for her, for all the work she did to get that far. I watched her creep across the stage at her graduation, skeletal with Crohn’s and I remember thinking she achieved her degree all by herself! I understand that I must therefore attribute the same thinking to my daughter regarding my daughter being a sex worker, my daughter being in an abusive relationship, and my daughter choosing to flaunt her ideology around having sexual boundaries which are not mainstream and are commonly offensive. She has done, and is doing these things all by herself.</p><p></p><p><strong>TanyaM,</strong> from you I am taking on board:</p><p>In the past year I have been to a counsellor (who looked blankly at me, like what’s my problem) and a psychologist (who saw my values as the problem, and mocked me!), and I have learned and understood more here in the past week with you Warrior parents, than from any other source in the past year.</p><p>-So far I have come to realise that drug abuse, alcohol abuse and sex work, are all ways for a person to lose themselves and not address their issues.</p><p>-I looked up the definition of warrior and liked this one:</p><p></p><p>Warriors are men and woman that are fearless, strong and skilled fighters that are lacking in our modern times- (Urban dictionary online).</p><p></p><p><strong>Copabanana</strong></p><p>I like your plain speak. I have learned that while I was thinking of my daughter as a victim to both Crohn’s and her former relationship, while I was paying to support her lifestyle and hurting for and with her, I was depriving myself of enjoying my life and also I was taking away my parenting energy and joy from my two adult sons who are highly respectful to me, themselves and others. I was not allowing my daughter to fully experience the consequences of her choices, as is her right as an adult.</p><p></p><p><strong>Scent of Cedar</strong></p><p>I am going to stay with you guys. I have come to terms with so much and only in a matter of days. I think I had come to the point of separation by myself, but I been looking so much at my daughters behaviour, I wasn’t looking at mine.</p><p></p><p><strong>GoingNorth</strong></p><p>The place my daughter works is a high end place. The girls are advertised as ‘hand-picked’ by the madam. My daughter has two degrees, so part of her online spiel to draw in clients is her ability to have a conversation with them. The prices where she works are probably the highest in our country and they draw in the men from high powered positions (i.e. Judges, lawyers etc.). Also, these men in these types of positions are the ones who request to be in ‘the dungeon’. Where my daughter works there is a huge dungeon that would rival any water-boarding facility.</p><p></p><p>In my opinion any type of prostitution is prostitution. I think we are all the same when we are naked with the lights off. All sex workers are somebody’s daughters and I don’t know any right minded mother who would raise their daughter to be a prostitute in western educated society.</p><p></p><p>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.</p><p></p><p>This is what I live with. I love my daughter and I hurt to see her there. I have stopped looking. The rest of the world can look on her nakedness though, and I don’t like that either <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite3" alt=":(" title="Frown :(" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":(" /></p><p></p><p>There is powerful advertising to draw in students starting University right now. This means that 18 year old girls are being enticed to work as prostitutes, openly online in New Zealand. The Madam is saying (appealing) that they can pay for all of their expenses plus live very well for only a few hours’ work a week. She is saying to them that ‘the business’ is over in a matter of minutes. I thought of those young woman aged 18 stepping away from their parents for the first time in their lives and forming adult relationships for the first time away from loved ones….on their backs with their legs open, in a brothel. Sorry to be so blunt here. This is the truth of prostitution.</p><p></p><p>In my view 18 year olds are not forward thinking. Enticing them into the trade at that age is an unfair playing field to me. This is the reality of legalised prostitution.</p><p></p><p>Prostitutes display their goods to entice men (some of whom are single, or visiting with their wives), many of whom have wives and children at home who know nothing of their activities. I know that there are sex slaves in the world, but in the case of my daughter, she has other avenues to make money. She is having sex with other woman’s husbands. She is absolutely gorgeous so she would haul in the clients, many of whom would be sex addicts. She is likely to be a sex addict. In my opinion prostitution feeds their addictions. ‘Looking for love in all the wrong places’, as the saying goes. As humans we are designed to reach out to seek comfort from another. Prostitution fills lonely hearts, for a minute. Brothels are incredibly sad places.</p><p></p><p>You had a positive experience, in what you knew to be a positive and safe environment for you to be in. There are not many husbands who have thier wives/partners by thier side in a brothel.</p><p></p><p>I wanted to share a part of a poem with you. I have mentioned here that my mother and brother ran (high end) brothels for many years and this sort of stuff goes on commonly:</p><p></p><p><strong>The interview, Margaux Fragoso…. </strong></p><p></p><p>I stood in a tight short velvet ridges dress with my hair</p><p>Pre straightened and well combed, still thinking about the literature</p><p>But thinking more about the money I could make, lots of money.</p><p>The client was naked, a thin Asian man</p><p>The boss had told me he had written out what he wanted done beforehand.</p><p></p><p>It’s always about what the client wanted.</p><p>He wanted to be stepped on with our bare feet.</p><p>This I did.</p><p>He wanted to be spit on.</p><p>This I did.</p><p></p><p>He wanted to be told he was <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/2012/censored2.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":censored2:" title="censored2 :censored2:" data-shortname=":censored2:" />, he was nothing.</p><p>This I did.</p><p>I saw him in the hall at the end of the training session.</p><p>He was dressed in street clothes.</p><p>I had stepped on him, spit on him.</p><p></p><p>We looked at each other</p><p>He had the eyes of my Japanese grandfather.</p><p>His cheeks were as white as the shoreline</p><p>& he was as ashamed as shame can run</p><p>In a human face.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Slimothy, post: 687319, member: 20314"] [B]SomewhereOutThere[/B]- I got this from what you shared thank you! I have understood that when I was at my daughter’s graduation I was so thrilled for her, for all the work she did to get that far. I watched her creep across the stage at her graduation, skeletal with Crohn’s and I remember thinking she achieved her degree all by herself! I understand that I must therefore attribute the same thinking to my daughter regarding my daughter being a sex worker, my daughter being in an abusive relationship, and my daughter choosing to flaunt her ideology around having sexual boundaries which are not mainstream and are commonly offensive. She has done, and is doing these things all by herself. [B]TanyaM,[/B] from you I am taking on board: In the past year I have been to a counsellor (who looked blankly at me, like what’s my problem) and a psychologist (who saw my values as the problem, and mocked me!), and I have learned and understood more here in the past week with you Warrior parents, than from any other source in the past year. -So far I have come to realise that drug abuse, alcohol abuse and sex work, are all ways for a person to lose themselves and not address their issues. -I looked up the definition of warrior and liked this one: Warriors are men and woman that are fearless, strong and skilled fighters that are lacking in our modern times- (Urban dictionary online). [B]Copabanana[/B] I like your plain speak. I have learned that while I was thinking of my daughter as a victim to both Crohn’s and her former relationship, while I was paying to support her lifestyle and hurting for and with her, I was depriving myself of enjoying my life and also I was taking away my parenting energy and joy from my two adult sons who are highly respectful to me, themselves and others. I was not allowing my daughter to fully experience the consequences of her choices, as is her right as an adult. [B]Scent of Cedar[/B] I am going to stay with you guys. I have come to terms with so much and only in a matter of days. I think I had come to the point of separation by myself, but I been looking so much at my daughters behaviour, I wasn’t looking at mine. [B]GoingNorth[/B] The place my daughter works is a high end place. The girls are advertised as ‘hand-picked’ by the madam. My daughter has two degrees, so part of her online spiel to draw in clients is her ability to have a conversation with them. The prices where she works are probably the highest in our country and they draw in the men from high powered positions (i.e. Judges, lawyers etc.). Also, these men in these types of positions are the ones who request to be in ‘the dungeon’. Where my daughter works there is a huge dungeon that would rival any water-boarding facility. In my opinion any type of prostitution is prostitution. I think we are all the same when we are naked with the lights off. All sex workers are somebody’s daughters and I don’t know any right minded mother who would raise their daughter to be a prostitute in western educated society. 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. This is what I live with. I love my daughter and I hurt to see her there. I have stopped looking. The rest of the world can look on her nakedness though, and I don’t like that either :( There is powerful advertising to draw in students starting University right now. This means that 18 year old girls are being enticed to work as prostitutes, openly online in New Zealand. The Madam is saying (appealing) that they can pay for all of their expenses plus live very well for only a few hours’ work a week. She is saying to them that ‘the business’ is over in a matter of minutes. I thought of those young woman aged 18 stepping away from their parents for the first time in their lives and forming adult relationships for the first time away from loved ones….on their backs with their legs open, in a brothel. Sorry to be so blunt here. This is the truth of prostitution. In my view 18 year olds are not forward thinking. Enticing them into the trade at that age is an unfair playing field to me. This is the reality of legalised prostitution. Prostitutes display their goods to entice men (some of whom are single, or visiting with their wives), many of whom have wives and children at home who know nothing of their activities. I know that there are sex slaves in the world, but in the case of my daughter, she has other avenues to make money. She is having sex with other woman’s husbands. She is absolutely gorgeous so she would haul in the clients, many of whom would be sex addicts. She is likely to be a sex addict. In my opinion prostitution feeds their addictions. ‘Looking for love in all the wrong places’, as the saying goes. As humans we are designed to reach out to seek comfort from another. Prostitution fills lonely hearts, for a minute. Brothels are incredibly sad places. You had a positive experience, in what you knew to be a positive and safe environment for you to be in. There are not many husbands who have thier wives/partners by thier side in a brothel. I wanted to share a part of a poem with you. I have mentioned here that my mother and brother ran (high end) brothels for many years and this sort of stuff goes on commonly: [B]The interview, Margaux Fragoso…. [/B] I stood in a tight short velvet ridges dress with my hair Pre straightened and well combed, still thinking about the literature But thinking more about the money I could make, lots of money. The client was naked, a thin Asian man The boss had told me he had written out what he wanted done beforehand. It’s always about what the client wanted. He wanted to be stepped on with our bare feet. This I did. He wanted to be spit on. This I did. He wanted to be told he was :censored2:, he was nothing. This I did. I saw him in the hall at the end of the training session. He was dressed in street clothes. I had stepped on him, spit on him. We looked at each other He had the eyes of my Japanese grandfather. His cheeks were as white as the shoreline & he was as ashamed as shame can run In a human face. [/QUOTE]
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