Heather Veitch, JC Girl, Pussycat Preacher writes on her blog
Stolen Voice
I want to be truthful about something that has bothered me ever since I have become a missionary to the sex industry. I feel like my voice has been stolen from me. I find myself running to music in order to express my true feelings. Every time I open my mouth my every word is picked apart.
There are days I just have wrong thinking. I could be hurt, worn out or just feeling defeated and my every word is thrown back at me for years to come. I have made so many mistakes and grown through this process but through it all I have lost my freedom to feel or express myself.
I have to hide and choose each word I put out there. Maybe this is just part of the job God has called me to … but I can’t help but feel trapped and boxed in. There is so many happy times in my life but so often I wish I could be loved through my short comings and not only when I give out the appearance of perfection.
“There are days I just have wrong thinking. I could be hurt, worn out or just feeling defeated and my every word is thrown back at me for years to come. I have made so many mistakes and grown through this process but through it all I have lost my freedom to feel or express myself.”
Is odd, other that the cross of post between Heather and Shelley in with Heather defended (big mistake) the Earl of Pimpwich when Shelley was attacking him, I cannot remember anything polemical said by Heather.
In fact she often come across as too wholesome and conciliatory, more focused in trying to help people find God and get out of the industry than to launch a war on the industry as a whole.