“Human trafficking is not only an injustice to the victim, but it is an injustice unto the families and friends of that victim. Human trafficking is the intentional forcing of another into slavery. Children are the most vulnerable and susceptible to become victims of human trafficking.”
If you’ve been following me for a while, then you’re more than likely aware of a small amount of what I’ve been going through. I don’t like to broadcast my personal life on here, but here I am.
I had to take a break. I was depressed. As much as I held space for everyone around me, I was neglecting the space I needed to hold for myself. These past few months have been rather difficult as I processed everything my family had endured.
Things started really falling apart before 2020 hit. My oldest daughter was hanging out with the wrong crowd. Like me, she draws in broken people. A healer’s curse if you will. I saw the lifestyle she was headed down & tried everything in my power to prevent it. Counseling, behavioral therapy, reaching out to the community, getting her into different hobbies… you name it.
I had her sit with me and watch documentaries of the consequences and pathways to where she was headed. I did my best to keep her informed with how Human Trafficking works and steals their victims, how young girls (and in many cases, boys too) are groomed and coursed into the lifestyle of drugs, prostitution, and exploitation.
Through research I came to find that Human Trafficking is a major crime industry, generating about 150 billion dollars. It is the second most profitable criminal activity in the United States alone.
As an article on Forbes states: Everyday thousands of women, men and children are trafficked worldwide for various exploitative purposes.
Human trafficking is not only an injustice to the victim, but it is an injustice unto the families and friends of that victim. Human trafficking is the intentional forcing of another into slavery. Children are the most vulnerable and susceptible to become victims of human trafficking.
While I did as much as I could in my community by reporting the kids who were involved to the proper authorities, the shit runs DEEP & is EVERYWHERE. Sadly, reporting evidence to the local police department was like pulling teeth. They would have names and locations of perverts that lured young children into this lifestyle, and it felt as if there were only crickets in response. I was told the reasoning was Covid causing a massive staff shortage. But who's to say what the true answer is, as many of these perpetrators are higher ups within our government and social establishments, some are even celebrities, and people you would never suspect. They prey on other human beings like rabid animals and force them into activities that is demoralizing and significantly ruin their victim's lives.
We are so consumed with all this other chaos going on in the World, we are blind to Human Trafficking. It became a damn conspiracy on purpose & flooded social media in 2020, insinuating how certain political parties were involved, including evil acts they were preforming on children, such as human sacrifice. I’m not telling you Pizzagate was a sham, or that it isn’t, but that some stories are purposely blown out of proportion to take the validity away, to blend the truth with fiction, so to make the masses consider it mostly fiction. So, most people continue to turn a blind eye.
It’s not stealing your kids in the middle of the night. It’s programming, grooming, and influencing your children to seek that lifestyle.
My daughter nearly lost her life at sixteen. She was missing. I didn’t know if she was alive, dead, in danger… I didn’t know of what she went through until she was found. The trauma inflicted upon her is trauma I wouldn’t wish upon anyone. If you want to go down a rabbit hole & inform yourself, look up Midnight Productions.
She was recruited by peers her own age. The lavish lifestyle of drugs, freedom to do whatever she wanted, obtaining that rock n’ roll lifestyle with no consequences to worry about. She was invited to limo rides, snuck into night clubs, offered anything she wanted. Then it came time to pay for it all. She was forced to preform acts she didn’t want to, if she refused, then she was met with violence, death threats, threats to her family, other girls would come after her, or they would drug her up to where she would fade in and out of consciousness.
This is how many women in the porn industry were doctored in, through being exploited at a young age into the sex industry and exploited for their bodies. This is also why many of these women suffer from drug addiction – to escape the experiences they are forced into, and then to escape from the memories they are scarred with.
Victims of Human Trafficking are either released into the World and left homeless, or still fight the programming that was engraved into them. Often, they do not have proper resources or direction on how to help themselves. Then, the public shames them for being in the position they are in, without understanding what got them there. Some of the victims never make it out alive. My daughter barely did. She came out of it with a fentanyl addiction and is actively receiving treatment for it.
My daughter fortunately is now safe & healing. Thankfully 🙏. I can only hope she continues to heal and face the shadows that were forced into her life. I could tell her all day until I’m blue in the face, that I told her so. But what will that do? Yes, I informed and tried to guide her, I used my gifts to try and inspire her, but in the end, it is her life and her path to direct. I can only do so much. You can lead a horse to water, but you cannot make it drink. That is one lesson she taught me.
For the longest time I had wondered if I’m a fraud. I have this ability to help so many people but couldn’t prevent this from happening to my own daughter… it was disheartening. I lost all connection to myself. I felt I was an imposter. No different than the Instagram scammers impersonating me on the regular. I put myself down and no matter the positive feedback from clients, testimonies of how my gifts shifted lives, and the light I still brought to the collective, I couldn’t see it within myself. I couldn’t see the light within my own life.
Everything else slowly fell apart. My marriage. My home. My business… I lost everything. My whole life’s work, gone. My purpose, disintegrated right before my eyes. My focus for years has been on everyone else. Not myself. I didn’t even start to really take care of myself until I broke my ankle. Which was obviously a divine intervention.
It’s so easy to guide others to see the light, to find inspiration, and to change their lives around. But to do so for yourself? I’ve done it before many times in my life. Being a survivor of extreme sexual abuse in my childhood and domestic violence in my twenties, I was tired. I had been holding everyone else up for so long that the weight of my own World crumbling down pushed me into a dark hole where the surface became unseeable.
These past few months have been the most difficult. I went through a series of dark nights of the soul in which I revisited my own traumas, sat with my daughter as she opened about hers, & feeling utterly hopeless in a world full of so much darkness. I haven’t been that low in years… not since before my spiritual awakening back in 2011. I even tried giving up on my business and got a 9-5 job, that I hated. My soul crushed even more. I obviously must do what I need to support my family, & so I swallowed my pride.
Losing everything and then having to deny my purpose and plug back into the matrix was utterly depressing. Running a business for so many years had made me underqualified, or overqualified, to find a decent job. Aside from that, finding a job that pays enough to support my family is another struggle. A struggle that I know many single parents deal with every day, and so I remind myself that I am not the only one.
For this past while, I have been sitting on idle. I needed it, though. I needed to breathe.
Then, of course the Full Moon in Leo back in February comes along and brought an intense thunderstorm with it. It was like a spark hit me and I was revived. Standing by the window, I watched the storm clouds crack lightning and roar with thunder, and I swear I saw Mufasa appear telling me: Remember who you are. I know, so corny! I told my brother this and now he says while working he randomly see’s Mufasa’s face and chuckles to himself.
Since then, I’ve been writing, creating, and diving deep into myself. I recounted my strengths, revisited my triumphs, and reminded myself of my purpose, my dream, and my passion. I reconnected and re-aligned with my higher self. I honestly feel more empowered than I have in a REALLY long time.
After talking with my daughter about her future, as counselors have said, “I can see this girl on CNN talking about how she transported refugees to safety from behind enemy lines”, she wants to be a voice. Aries 3rd house stellium 🗣✨. She is the rebel, the one who shakes boundaries, and a warrior spirit with an activistic heart. She wants to help others who have been through similar experiences and prevent it from happening to anyone else if she can. I used to tell her jokingly that she’d be the one freeing monkeys from the science labs, and for that, I’d gladly bail her out of jail if she were ever caught.
I decided to bring back my Monthly Tarotscopes that I had taken a break from back in 2020 and am donating a percentage of proceeds to a few charities. These charities are focused helping survivors on sexual assault & trafficking, the Animal Welfare Institute, and others. Proceeds also go to help my family get back on our feet and into a home, hopefully get our stuff back, and pave the way to get my daughter on that higher path towards her soul mission 🙏.
Thank you for reading.
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