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The Dates My Body Remembers
I don’t always remember the date right away, but my body does. There are certain dates my body remembers before I do. I don’t always wake up and think, “This is that day." Sometimes it’s quieter than that. Heavier. A tension I can’t explain. A weight or profound sadness that settles in before I’ve even had time to name it. And then I realize. This week marks the anniversary of the last time I was trafficked. There’s no ceremony for days like this. No clear script fo

Savannah Parvu
Mar 303 min read


January, Awareness, and the Complicated Reality of Being a Survivor
Raising awareness that the realities of human trafficking go far beyond human trafficking awareness month. January is Human Trafficking Awareness Month. Every year, I see social media posts, events, trainings, and fundraisers aimed at shining a light on an issue that desperately needs attention. And I’m truly grateful for that. Awareness matters. Education matters. Conversations matter. But as a survivor of human trafficking, January brings up conflicting feelings for me. On

Savannah Parvu
Jan 123 min read
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