A Message to My Fellow Sluts on the TraffickingHub & CancelPorn Campaigns

Please don’t give up fighting. Please don’t give up hope.

Let these moments radicalize you.

Let these moments spark you to dream of a better life, a better society, a better government, and a better church.

We deserve so much better.

I’ve decided that I’m going to devote myself to fighting back against NCOSE, and Exodus Cry as much as I can this year. The DOJ, the obscenity division, and police are not “justice”. They sell this as a sick and perverted idea of God’s vision of justice on Earth. This is beyond reform. This will end the way all these campaigns end, this carceral cycle cannot continue. The last thing I want is for them to get the message, that sex workers are easily disposable. That we go down without a fight. Even if they win, I want them to be shocked by how hard it was, and by how many people hate them for their barbaric cruelty. I want them to live every single day knowing that people are keeping tabs on all the harm they’re doing, all the homelessness, poverty, and trauma they are creating with their voice and policy. They can claim their actions are governed by God himself to wipe their hands clean of any responsibility or guilt for their own actions. But their actions and words do not come from God, they come from themselves. They’re sinners, just like the rest of us, no matter how much they fancy themselves to be superior and on the righteous side. I didn’t consent to have their boot on my neck. I deserve equality and I have nothing to be ashamed of.

Please know, that you have nothing to be ashamed of. NCOSE and Exodus Cry want sex workers and sexual survivors to carry shame and abuse all their life. They believe that sex (whether consensual or rape) permanently destroys people, specifically women. As someone who has experienced both, I long believed that I was “damaged goods”, that I would never find love, or be worthy of it, that sex/abuse negatively “tainted” me forever. I want you to know, that they are 100% wrong. The fact that they push this shame, trauma, and humiliation onto sex workers and survivors is unforgivable. I found love, I’m surrounded by the love of my family, my sisters, my boyfriend, my sex worker and LGBTQ community. I’m alive because of them. They give my life direction, purpose, and meaning. I wake up having amazing people to fight for, and I’m so grateful for that.

Sex and attire don’t define your morality, or who you are. It doesn’t determine whether or not you deserve safety, and respect from society. It doesn’t determine whether you deserve love from your creator. I refuse to believe that the most important thing about me is what I look like, and what’s inside my pussy. What a vain and meaningless metric! It is by these standards that NCOSE and Exodus Cry judge and persecute human beings. Despite what society thinks, me being a sex worker is the least interesting thing about me.

We have to show them what happens when you take and take from marginalized people who have nothing to lose except their chains. At the very least, we need to send a message that we are loved, that we are a community, and that isn’t easy to mess with us. Otherwise, they’ll continue believing that our lives belong to them and they can destroy it whenever they’re bored.

If you’re a sex worker, I want you to know that we have so much to give the world. This world needs us. Our voices and our lives matter. If institutional power wants to define our lives, then we must resist their vision and force. It’s our right to define ourselves, and to change the world to fit our own vision of freedom.