"I felt the tug on my sleeve and looked down to find him standing motionless. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t make out his words. His quiet body in the noisy room caught me off guard. I bent down to find his voice."
"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
“If you were trying to leave the industry to try and have a child or start a family, I would understand," he said. "I can’t let you out of the contract for a fantasy like God.”
Though I wanted to be able to be strong enough and “spiritual” enough to combat the darkness and depression, I could not. It had very little to do with what “I” did to make it go away.
“A piece of cloth was stuffed in my mouth. I was kicking and hitting out and trying to scream. When I managed to push the gag out, I screamed: ‘It's my wedding day!' That was when I got the first blow. One of the men told me to ‘cooperate or you will die.’”
"The Manipulators used words and phrases that I had heard before. They seemed biblical and very right, but they were not. I had been groomed for this."
