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🕑 Added 2024-05-04 06:14:19 +0000 UTC I just wanted to come on here and let you all know that I am no longer going to be promoting content or selling content of any sorts. I am keeping my page up, but only to tell a story that I think some people need to hear… When I was 14, I was r*ped at gunpoint and drugged with the “date r*pe” drug commonly known as GHB. When the police found me, I was laying behind a dumpster naked in downtown Seattle. I didn’t know where I was and I didn’t know what had happened. When they took me to the hospital, I told them what I had remembered and they told me “you know it’s a crime to file a false police report.” 6 months later, the r*pe kit came back. The man that did this to me, within the 6 months it took for that kit to come back, he r*ped 5 others. All were minors. He is now serving life in prison. After that happened to me, I told myself that I had a “r*peable body” and that I was not good enough. My boyfriend at the time, he cheated on me. What’s even worse is that he cheated on me with a girl that was everything I wasn’t. She was skinny, she had long blonde hair, she was a cheerleader, she was popular, she had friends, she had people who truly cared about her. She had a family. She had a mother and father in her life to protect her. I didn’t have that. I told myself “maybe if I looked like her, A*** would not have cheated on me. I starved myself to death. I weighed 150 pounds at that time. Within 3 months, I weighed 82.6pounds. I was killing myself and I couldn’t stop. I got hospitalized and spent 3 months in the ICU receiving care for the damages I had done to myself. When I got out of the hospital, I was 16 years old. I hadn’t posted anything on social media since that night I was r*ped. When I got out of the hospital I weighed 120 pounds. I felt healthy. I posted a photo of me in a bikini and a man reached out to me and said “You know you can make money off of a body like that”. That’s when it started. I was trafficked, I was abused, I was r*ped and I was put in a situation I couldn’t get out of. I needed help, I needed to love and appreciated. I felt none of that. When I turned 17, I lost my older brother to a fentynal overdose. I became addicted to oxy shortly after. My older brother, his dream was to be a fighter pilot flying F-150’s across the globe. I told myself enough was enough, I wanted to fix my life, I wanted to enlist and do what my brother never got the chance to do. So, I enlisted in the navy. I scored 280 on my APFT. I qualified for special forces. Then…I went to MEPS. I was disqualified from joining the military due to a kidney disease (MCDK) that I live with. When the military declined me, I went home that night and overdosed on oxy. My heart stopped twice. I’m lucky to be alive today. Eventually I turned 18 and I was still addicted to oxy and had no way to pay for it. I didn’t want to go back to what I was doing before (sex trafficking) so I started an onlyfans page to fund my addiction to oxy. 2 months ago I hit rock bottom. I said enough is enough. I quit everything cold turkey. I applied for as many jobs as I could. I worked my ass off in school, I did everything I could to better my life. Here I am 2 months sober, graduating school, getting my BSN in nursing and psychology with a minor in criminology. I came from a real shitty place and I got myself out. If I can do it, you can to. Its hard, it doesn’t get easier but I promise, once you’re out, you will finally learn how to love yourself for who you are. You all deserve the world and it is so sad to see what has come of this industry. Please, share your stories and don’t stop sharing. The more people who speak out, the more it can help save a life. I currently work at a gym full time, I workout every single day, I remind myself that I’m not that girl anymore, I am strong, I am resilient and I won’t stop fighting for those who are stuck within this industry. Please have respect for yourself, you all deserve it. I hope this helps someone along the line. ❤️ (Also, stop fucking asking me for nudes. I’m not that girl anymore so don’t ask. The answer is no.)
