Thursday, February 26, 2009:
Sandy’s white and gorgeous, age 28.
She was born to a streetwalker hooked on cocaine. Her Mom is now a crack ho. Dad was a drunk and disappeared. She has no family whom she knows to be a non-addict.
She was repeatedly raped by her uncle at age 9. The rapes continued for some time. It made her feel worthless. She felt as if she was not in control of her own body. She wasn’t.
She turned her first trick at the age of 13. By the age of 14, she had quit school and had become a full-time prostitute.
At the age of 18, she was pulling in big bucks for a pimp in Las Vegas. Johns were overjoyed to be with such an exquisitely-formed youngster, and threw money at her. They never thought about what caused her to be an escort at such a young age.
“Hey, it ain’t my problem! She’s done a ton of guys before me. What’s one more!”
Sandy needed drugs to face the next john and to make it through the night. She believed her value was in her body and in the quality of her blowjobs as reported in the review boards. She had no other value. Yes, her blowjobs are rated highly, thanks for asking.
Last year, Joe brought her over to meet Seneca.
Joe: “Mike, she had a crack-induced heart attack three months ago. She was actually dead for a minute or two. She’s got no family and nowhere to go. Please take her in.”
Seneca: “Honey, are you off crack?”
Sandy: “Yeah”
Seneca: “Are you sure?”
Sandy: “Do you think I’d risk another heart attack?”
In the crack world, Maggie is well-known, so Seneca asks:
Seneca: “Do you know Maggie?”
Sandy: “No”
Seneca: “You sure? Do you know Ace’s Maggie?”
Sandy: “ACE’S MAGGIE!!! Everyone knows Ace’s Maggie!”
Seneca: “Yeah, she’s lived here on-and-off for a couple of years total.”
Seneca’s heart plummets, as only the very wrong girls know Maggie.
Seneca: “Okay, move in.”
She wasn’t lying. She really had given up crack.
Seneca didn’t think to ask her about heroin.
She didn’t need to go home and pack. All she had were the clothes on her back.
The relationship faltered when the drug use and the quality of her friends became apparent. Seneca wanted her to leave.
Seneca, sometimes yelling: “Honey, you love to f*ck that scumbag dealer-pimp, so go live with him. I ain’t gonna shelter you, feed you, and be your non-stop taxi-cab so you can be with that scumbag. LET HIM TAKE CARE OF YOU!!!”
Sandy: ”Mike, I wanna live with you. I don’t wanna live with him.”
Seneca: “GET THE F*CK OUT OF HERE!!!”
She would go on a heroin binge with the scumbags, then return broke a few days later.
Sandy: “Mike, please take me back. I promise to get into rehab!”
She always failed to get into rehab, and the fighting and her eviction would reoccur.
Seneca came to not like her. She was a breathing corpse, sleeping non-stop, arising to go suck some guy’s dick. It was difficult to connect with her. She showed no emotion and never cried.
Seneca: “Honey, when all this stuff happens to you, you never get upset. Why?”
Sandy: “I’m used to it. I expect to get pushed around. That’s my life. I never cry.”
Finally, she got into in-patient de-tox and rehab courtesy of the County of DuPage. Overjoyed, Seneca washed his hands of her, and hoped to never hear from her again.
He hopes she learns to cry.
Last night, the phone rings.
Seneca: “How was de-tox? Were your joints in severe pain?”
Sandy: “It was bad, but they gave me some medication. I’m on suboxone now. Mike, I get out mid-March. I got nowhere to go. Please help me.”
Seneca: “Are you going back to the business?”
Sandy: “Mike, I cannot face a john without using drugs. I cannot go back.”
Seneca notices a difference. She is able to respond in conversation. For a change, someone seems to be home. He finds it difficult to turn a severely abused woman down.
Seneca: “I’ll talk to the girls, honey.”
The girls are three 19-year-olds. All were raped prior to becoming teenagers. One was raped by five different men before the age of 18. She is somewhat non-reality-based and somewhat non-functional. What kind of world do we live in?
Two are former strippers.
Two are under psychiatric care courtesy of the County of DuPage.
All were heavily into drugs, alcohol, and sex. All have decided to rebuild and have totally given up drugs, drink moderately, and are somewhat close to the norm in sexual activity. Two are going to the College of DuPage. The third is thinking of it.
All are joined at the hip, having been born within a four day period in 1989. They went through the same high school together. They come as a package.
Immense, overwhelming insecurity has caused each to ensure her body is perfect. I mean really perfect. In addition, their hair, nails, suntans, and makeup are always exceptionally well-done. They are stunning to look at.
It’s not heaven here. Seneca and the one who was raped five times do fight frequently. She is gifted at it. Maybe he is too. But they get through it, and really do care about one another.
Seneca does not touch the 19-year-olds. Not even close. Any attempt on one would destroy the close relationships with all three. No sexual pleasure is worth that.
Two of the 19-year-olds lived with Seneca and Sandy before Sandy went into rehab. They liked her, called her “mom”, and want her back, in a sense seeing us as some super-dysfunctional family that must stick together to fight the fight. We’re a team from the Hell of Abuse!
The third 19-year-old is worried about living with an addict who may not be recovered. She decided to defer to the opinion of the other two.
In a group meeting, we came up with our request to Sandy:
- Absolutely no drugs. First use results in immediate eviction.
- Sandy must give up ALL her old friends, for they are all addicts.
- Sandy must develop a group of women-friends who are committed to and fighting for recovery. Those women are met in NA, AA, CA, etc. She must attend meetings frequently.
Sandy gladly accepted the rules and stated she had already come up with those very same rules before we thought of them.
She’s comin’ home.
