I was 22 years old when I started as a prostitute. My husband told me to go to the city and continue my education, and he would come join me later. But he never came, and I got into prostitution in order to forget him. I felt like sleeping with different men would help me move on. It’s the most horrible, cheap, and disgusting life. // I have nothing to be ashamed of anymore. I have peace and rest, and I am very happy. I want my daughter to be in a good place and have the best life.

March 22, 2016 — Marisa Pardo