Description : Rubel: This is a very difficult thing to admit, I don?t really know how to say it; I am a sex worker. With this identity, where can I go to receive medical treatment? I am forced to live a life of sickness and ill-health. I am 13 years old. I earn money as a sex worker and bear the expenses of my family. My mother supplies water to five shops, but that is not enough to provide for the family. I have to do my best to make a living. I will need to arrange my sister?s marriage and send my younger siblings to school. I often get hijacked at night. But I have to keep on doing it. I see no other options. For the last couple of months, I have not been well. I eat once a day and I have abdominal pain. It is too much pressure to bear. Today I feel sick and do not want to go out at night. I feel sleepy and my entire body hurts. Dhaka, Bangladesh. Part of the Photo Story, Inner Face, by Gazi Nafis Ahmed.
