March 8th, 1912

Dear diary,

Today I was sitting on a park and I overheard two women talking about a place called  “The Brumley Women's Charity Organisation”. One of them was saying that this charitable organisation helped women "in distress". I am so desperate that I plucked up my courage, got nearer them and asked them what its address was. I was so ashamed, I couldn´t tell them I was looking for help myself. I said it was for a friend of mine. My belly is not bulging yet, so I think they didn´t realise I was lying.

Tomorrow I will apply for help there. I will have to describe my situation. I am quite ashamed of it, but I think it is the best alternative I have. I have to think of the welfare of my child and charity is certainly a better option than prostitution, isn´t it? I cannot continue going to the Palace Bar now I am pregnant.

I wish they could give me a hand there. They are my only hope...


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