It may be a harsh and provocative way to catch your attention to talk about human sex-trafficking, but…
I always knew that I would become more of a philanthropist. My goals were always to get myself out of the lifestyle I grew up in and show what was possible. I was NEVER going to be someone’s property or a statistic.
When I became a mother at a young age, I knew I had to protect my daughter at all cost. As I grew older, that haunting fear of your child being taken advantage of didn’t subside, even after the youngest was brought into the world. No, in fact, both of their fun, naive childhood lives have been in some ways stripped from them when it came to going away to camps or girl sleepovers, whether at their friend’s house or their friends at our house. Neither was ever an option. Truth be told, they have only slept over at three of my friend’s homes in the entire 25 and 18 years they have been here on earth. Why?? I’m sure you can fill in the gaps. I would love to say it was only one monster. Sadly, that was far from the case.
While I thought I had left my past behind years ago, I found that it seemed to want to catch up like some high school reunion. Except, for me, these weren’t fond memories at all, and I had no interest in attending.
However, God was telling me that my calling was to fight for more than money, fame, and riches. He wants me to take these blessings and use them to fight for the greater good, and to do the very thing I did for my children, but this time for others.
Never would I have thought that this mission would be using my career in the beauty industry as the tool that would take me on the journey of healing and help others fight that may not be brave enough to fight for themselves.
And now, I am using an industry to sell all things beauty for a monstrous trail of anything but beautiful: Human Sex-Trafficking.
It’s amazing when I knew for the first time that I was hearing God speaking to me. While I believe he knew I was listening, he also knew the devil was strongly working on me at the same time.
So the next message was no longer a whisper from God. It was a physical piece of paper that landed on my driveway. In fact, it was a nightmare close to home. This wasn’t the first time I came close to my own children becoming a victim of this atrocity. However, these children were victims in my suburban community.
That’s right; you read it, the operation was in my backyard. You haven’t heard anything until you read the article written by fox5atlanta.com “60 arrested in Georgia human trafficking“ If you think it’s only men luring your son or daughters into this ferocious black market industry, think again
I knew that Georgia was a prominent state for sex- trafficking. But I didn’t know if I was brave enough to jump in yet? It was when I was faced with clinical depression, among other health issues in 2015, that I started writing Shear Destiny: 50 Ways to Map Out Your Career and Win when I was learning how God’s plan was bigger than mine. And over the next fourteen months, He was preparing me the way that He knew I needed, which was through healing, direction, and understanding that He didn’t bring me this far to let me go, but rather to use me as a vessel. After I had launched my book, it was incredible to learn how many people in the beauty industry would begin to share with me how they were also victims
Welcome to Monet’s World!