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<blockquote data-quote="Slimothy" data-source="post: 687457" data-attributes="member: 20314"><p>Thank you for your apologies and comments. I think you are amazing Warrior parents here, and have appreciated you coming to my aide</p><p> I think the discussion has also been positive in that it highlights how easy it is to bring our own experiences and ideology into a discussion where prostitution is involved. It's mostly why I don't talk with my friends about this. Sex and politics can and does overshadow what's happening for me, understandably.</p><p> When my daughter called me to tell me about her choice of work I mentioned I didn't sleep, for about three weeks. I was what New Zealanders call "off my face" with fatigue. So I went to a psychologist (and I know I mentioned this) and I felt ridiculed for my views. Not only that, the madam where my daughter works had published a book about her experiences. She had worked for my Mum about 30 years ago and she slammed my mother in her book, for the way she dealt with the takings (Ie money). She went even further to alledge I was the recipient of a considerable amount of money obtained fraudulently. Anyway, I had added this to my list of dismay topics when talking with the psychologist about my daughter and to be sure he looked very excited about the whole awful story! I wasn't that off my face with fatigue that I missed his Gleeful response! So I got up and left and made the rudest comment about where the book could go (anatomy</p><p>of the madam, aka dominatrix) and for "no charge! " Gosh I was extremely rude and regardless of my behaviour, strangely don't feel sorry at all. </p><p>So when later feeling like jumping off a bridge, I went to my doctor. She did a spiel about prostitution and the men being the only problems in it, gave me a script for sedatives and sent me packing. I believe each of them treated me from their value base. </p><p>I threw the pills out by the way, and came here instead .</p><p></p><p>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. </p><p></p><p>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.</p><p></p><p>My daughter was a youth leader at a camp (aged 18) when my mum died. She was a youth leader at a Church when doing her first degree three years later. I stopped going to Church when the Pastor died about 14 years ago although hold the value of our bodies being sacred, particularly the womb where life begins. I still hold many Christian values, come to think of it. </p><p></p><p>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. </p><p></p><p>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. </p><p></p><p>I think I have made huge progress here with you all and a gathered supports along the way. I had a big smile over your comment Going North, about being fat. I don't know why I found that funny except we could all locate ourselves in scenarios I have put across here and thought how we would stack up. 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. </p><p></p><p> 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.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Slimothy, post: 687457, member: 20314"] Thank you for your apologies and comments. I think you are amazing Warrior parents here, and have appreciated you coming to my aide I think the discussion has also been positive in that it highlights how easy it is to bring our own experiences and ideology into a discussion where prostitution is involved. It's mostly why I don't talk with my friends about this. Sex and politics can and does overshadow what's happening for me, understandably. When my daughter called me to tell me about her choice of work I mentioned I didn't sleep, for about three weeks. I was what New Zealanders call "off my face" with fatigue. So I went to a psychologist (and I know I mentioned this) and I felt ridiculed for my views. Not only that, the madam where my daughter works had published a book about her experiences. She had worked for my Mum about 30 years ago and she slammed my mother in her book, for the way she dealt with the takings (Ie money). She went even further to alledge I was the recipient of a considerable amount of money obtained fraudulently. Anyway, I had added this to my list of dismay topics when talking with the psychologist about my daughter and to be sure he looked very excited about the whole awful story! I wasn't that off my face with fatigue that I missed his Gleeful response! So I got up and left and made the rudest comment about where the book could go (anatomy of the madam, aka dominatrix) and for "no charge! " Gosh I was extremely rude and regardless of my behaviour, strangely don't feel sorry at all. So when later feeling like jumping off a bridge, I went to my doctor. She did a spiel about prostitution and the men being the only problems in it, gave me a script for sedatives and sent me packing. I believe each of them treated me from their value base. 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 was a youth leader at a camp (aged 18) when my mum died. She was a youth leader at a Church when doing her first degree three years later. I stopped going to Church when the Pastor died about 14 years ago although hold the value of our bodies being sacred, particularly the womb where life begins. I still hold many Christian values, come to think of it. 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. 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. I think I have made huge progress here with you all and a gathered supports along the way. I had a big smile over your comment Going North, about being fat. I don't know why I found that funny except we could all locate ourselves in scenarios I have put across here and thought how we would stack up. 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 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. [/QUOTE]
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