We have been back from Cambodia for almost four weeks now and I am missing everything about it. I will never be the same again. I feel like this trip has branded my soul.
The hardest thing I had to deal with in Svay Pak was the fact that sex trafficking was a part of life. During the day painting with these little girls that I new were being sold for sex. Getting coffee at the locale coffee shop and two pimps walking by me. One of the pimps looked no more then sixteen. Seventy five feet behind me is a holding pin for girls stolen from Vietnam, sedated, raped, manipulated, and then sent to a brothels somewhere In Cambodia. Meeting a mother in the community with her three beautiful girls and finding out that she sells them. Her oldest daughter no older then ten. I will be on an emotional detox for about six months.
