I need to write this because there’s no way to explain what happened to me without writing it all the way through. It wasn’t simple. It wasn’t neat. And it sure wasn’t the kind of “typical” trafficking case you read about. It was complicated, layered, and tangled up in family, cover-ups, and a crime that spiraled way past anything they thought they could control.
Here’s the truth: my mother initiated it.
As the victim I haven’t received a formal debrief of what happened, so this is my understanding based on my experience, understanding, knowledge and my gift of recognizing and accurately predicting patterns of behavior and reading energies. That is the best I can do as the victim to process this trauma in order to keep my sanity.
So, according to my perception of my experience, understanding, what I witnessed, saw and can pretty much say based on pattern recognition of behavior and reading energies, this is how it went down.
My mother is a covert narcissist and, to be honest, a covert dark witch — the type who looks like the perfect Christian woman from the outside, but who uses her image to mask who she really is. She’s been obsessed with me for years, and when I went no contact with her and my dad for a year and a half, she retaliated.
From where I stand as the victim, it looks like she initiated this trafficking — maybe directly, maybe energetically, maybe both. She’s done witchcraft before, and she probably used it to pull other people into her plan. She covered her tracks by making it look like she was “helping” me. She was in school, getting her master’s in Christian counseling, and used that to frame what she was doing as some kind of “study.”
But I wasn’t a study subject. I was her daughter.
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How she weaponized my diagnosis
Years ago, my mom convinced both me and the VA that I was bipolar. I wasn’t. The original diagnosis was MST (Military Sexual Trauma) with major depressive disorder. But because I didn’t understand PTSD at the time, I thought it was “something more” and let her steer me into accepting the bipolar label.
Later, in 2021, a civilian doctor re-evaluated me. No bipolar disorder. The real diagnosis is MST with Complex PTSD. Some later evaluations indicate some neurodivergence.
But my mom kept using that bipolar label — even after it was disproven — probably to discredit me, to make me look unstable, and to pave the way for her “Christian counseling” cover story.
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The crime she orchestrated:
My mother pulled my sister into this — and my sister is dangerous for different reasons. My mom can point to her own trauma to explain why she’s like this. My sister can’t. My sister just did it out of straight envy and hate in my opinion.
She thinks I “have what she should have,” because that’s what my mother has fed her all her life. But according to her, her own life doesn’t reflect that “better than me” fantasy — so I think she retaliated.
She lied to her husband about me, painting a false picture as to the type of person I am, to get him to participate too. He believe he was the logistical arm. He I think he may have had the connections, including to the Irving Police, that made the trafficking “work.”
I did not think of the Irving, Texas Police department as involved until I had the nerve to dial the same number that called me the night before my flight to the destination of where the trafficking started on the night of July 23, 2023. When I looked at my call log and dialed that number a couple weeks ago the Irving Police answered the phone. Which going back and remembering energetically, who I felt was prank calling me about my MST diagnosis that night, my intuition said it was the police. They sounded like two or more drunk White boys laughing and teasing about my MST diagnosis.
Together, my mother, my sister, and my brother-in-law seems like the core people who made this crime happen.
I think my brother played a smaller role. He assisted but I don’t think he was as deeply involved like they were. My dad, I think, was misled — lied to by my mom — so he wouldn’t help me or interfere.
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How they covered it up:
My mom made it look like she and her “Christian friends” were trying to help me. She covered the trafficking with the appearance of a Christian counseling project.
She made it look like I was the “disturbed” daughter and that they were “studying” me or “supporting” me.
She even wrapped it up like it was a capstone project for her master’s degree — something along the lines of “testing the resiliency of Black women.”
But the reality?
She used me as an non-consenting subject for her own obsession — trying to destroy me, in her way-maybe by pushing me into prostitution, maybe by getting me killed, so she could become the “bereaved parent” in the story she spun.
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What it really was:
It was trafficking.
It was an attempted cover-up.
It was spiritual and psychological warfare.
And it was messy.
This wasn’t a “normal” trafficking ring. Layers of people, organizations, motives, and lies were all colliding — and the result was a crime so disorganized that even now it doesn’t always make logical sense.
But I survived it.
And now I’m writing about it, because the story shouldn’t stay hidden, and I need a way to process my pain. As an author and a former journalism major, I do this through writing.
Until I get a formal debrief about what happened to me by those who really know, this is my understanding of what happened to me, why and how. All I can write is what I know. Or think I know.
What I do know for sure based on my education since this happened, is that trafficking can happen to anyone. At any age, any demographic, and any socioeconomic level, sex or sexual orientation. It is also the number 2 illegal business in the world behind drug sales. The United States leads in its consumers.
The U.S. accounts for about 25% of the worlds total drug consumption despite having less than 5% of the world’s population. We are also the biggest spender on illegal drugs at estimated $150-$200 billion USD per year (DEA/ONDCP estimates).
When it comes to human trafficking, the United States is also the single largest consumer market in the Western world, and arguably the world. Which, to me, makes since as we still have not atoned for our history of chattel enslavement. Human trafficking is basically sex and labor slavery. What we do not properly atoned for repeats.
The United States is one of the top destinations for human trafficking victims.
Dallas, Texas, where I am from, ranks in the top 10 U.S. cities by number of reported trafficking cases.
In Texas, Houston is number one and Dallas is number 2.
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