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My family always take care of me no matter what. I think that has a lot to do with me still being out here. My mom will send me money and pay up my motel room. They don’t know no better.


BW: What do you do about your cancer? Do they treat it at all?

Lisa: No… when I get sick I just go to the emergency room. 

BW: So, you don’t have a regular doctor you can go see or anything?

Lisa: No because I don’t have no insurance and no Medicaid.


The toughest day of my life was the day I got raped. I got in the car with somebody who I thought was friendly and he wasn’t.


BW: Do you forgive him?

Linda: Yes. I love my dad. He’s a good man. He’s a hard worker and always took good care of us. He’s not a bad person. I don’t know what made him do that.


Mister, that was one of the worstest days I ever felt in my life. I went to jail and he give me what you call a behind the barn spankin’. He left stripes on me back in 1967, he did. I still remember it, right today, as I look you in the face. 


I got diagnosed with cancer and I got diagnosed with heart failure and liver failure. My mom lost my little sister when I was 16 so… this is a big change. I don’t want to go. I know the man might say I only got 9 months but the Lord is the only one who can tell me when it’s my time. 


I was 15 when my mom found out that I liked girls. She kicked me out of the house. That’s what hurt me the most. She was there for them boys [brothers] more than she was there for me. 


We never really had a relationship. I always wanted one but we never really had a solid father daughter relationship. That’s why I was always looking for a sugar daddy, someone to take care of me and stuff. So, I started dancing when I was 17.


I learned how to prostitute at a very young age. I was 16. It was bad, but you learn how to work it, honey. I got my teeth veneered… I did a lot. I worked it.


The police were doing more stealing than we could ever do. If you walked down the streets during Katrina time, they had the right to shoot you because of curfew. There were people who were stranded on their roofs, watching alligators eating people right in front of your face.


So, I was sitting on a stone and I was like, “God, I never asked anything of you, but what am I supposed to do?” In my head I heard this voice say, “walk up the hill.” So, I walked up the hill and this big guy came across the street and he said, “let me help you cause that looks heavy


Then, as I got older, I wanted to be in love with him. I kind of seduced him as a little girl. I don’t even remember how old I was when I got pregnant. It was kind of traumatizing. I think I was twelve or thirteen. He was about fifteen years older than me. 


I think the prostitution for me is, like, more of an addiction because I feel like somebody loves me. I know I’m not being loved but I’ve already told myself, for that 2 minutes, I’m being loved.


My ex was a veteran, God bless his soul. He overdosed on pain killers. I went over there and something wasn’t right. He didn’t come to the door. I crawled in the middle window cause I remembered I left it open. I found his body just limp.