When I learned that there was an organization in Asheville that helps survivors of sexual violence and trafficking, I knew I wanted to get involved. Back in the 1970s, I was a homeless teen when I was sexually assaulted and trafficked. As a survivor, I understand what it’s like to hide in the shadows, to pretend everything is okay because you don’t have anywhere to go or someone to turn to. Not only was there no service like Our Voice available, but there were also no laws protecting unsheltered minors. Fortunately, I wasn’t arrested and consequently funneled into the juvenile court system, but I could have been. As it was, I suffered silently.
When I returned home, I told my mother nothing of what had happened, afraid she would blame me. What I would have given to be heard, to be understood. As it was, I kept what I’d gone through a secret because I was so ashamed.
Today, my life is completely different. I have fully recovered from the past and want to be there for others who have suffered similar events. That is why I volunteer at Our Voice. Recently, I accompanied Chase on a canvassing trip, distributing Our Voice pamphlets and tear-off flyers to various Asheville restaurants. At one place, we met someone who said our visit was timely. An acquaintance of theirs had just experienced sexual violence and hadn’t heard of Our Voice. How gratifying it was to provide information where this survivor could get immediate support and counseling.
I volunteer because I want everyone who needs our services to know we exist. I lived in Asheville for four years before learning about this incredible organization. I volunteer happily to help increase the chances of someone hearing about Our Voice. Even if someone doesn’t need the services, maybe they’d like to help support the cause. And although I trained to answer the hotline, as an insomniac who recently learned how to sleep through the night, I guard that newly acquired skill with special care. Instead, I volunteer for tabling events (I loved tabling the Pride Parade this past summer) and canvassing, and anything else I can do, like help to make Our Voice advocacy buttons for various events.
I’m so grateful that Our Voice exists and so I do what I can to help it thrive. Volunteers help to make sure that every survivor who needs our services will know we are here to help.
Polly Hansen is a recently retired journalist, radio producer, and flutist. She has written about her experiences for Newsweek and in her forthcoming, award-winning memoir, A Minor, Unaccompanied. She lives in Asheville with her husband and spunky little black dog. You can read more of her work at pollyhansen.com.