Have you ever had a bad dream that was so vivid that you woke up thinking it was a reality?
That was me this past week when I woke up at 3:00 a.m., sweating, from a dream that was so terrifying I couldn’t even fathom that to some, it’s their life.
The dream began with me at a train station in a disserted unknown town. I walked into the station and immediately knew something wasn’t right. There were so many women and very few men and the faces on the women reminded me of trauma, sorrow and loneliness. Without going into too much detail, I will share with you that the dream was in regards to the sex trafficking industry. It brought insight into my naive eyes that there are thousands of women each year being lured into this industry, one that robs and steals any chance of pride, love and belonging these women could have for themselves. I woke up disgusted, frustrated and angry. I’ve never had a dream like this and when I woke, I didn’t know what to do with myself.