On 7th August, 2015 Amnesty International will have their congress meeting in Dublin, Ireland, my home town. At this meeting they will take a vote on whether to endorse decriminalising pimping and brothel-keeping. As a survivor of prostitution, I wrote this to remind Amnesty of the harsh realities of the sex trade from a very personal place. You will understand just how personal when you read it.
The Last Insult
In December, 2005, my friend and I were bought and brought to a hotel complex. We were paid by a group of eight men, to “entertain” them on their Christmas night out. That “entertainment” evolved into mayhem, the result of this held to the gang-rape of me and my friend. The events of that night were to change the way I saw the world forever and they took the life of my friend, a 27yr old woman named Jenny who had a beautiful young son whom she adored.
Jenny was a friendly, bright, kind person and an extremely loyal friend. And although heroin had controlled her life for some years, she had been making positive steps to get her life back. She had moved out of Dublin, she had stabilized on methadone and most importantly (and something she was so proud and happy about) was that she had regained visitation rights to her only child. That night before the men took us to the hotel, her whole face lit up, whenever she spoke about her son. She had only come down to Dublin to make some money to buy him some special gifts for Christmas. That Christmas would turn out to be her very last. ….