I was so happy-spoiler

to look around my comfortable house, my pets, working clean toilet, etc. I was so thankful to be who I am and where I am. I cried after this movie was over. What can a regular person do to help with this situation? This movie made me want to go there, packing heat, pretend to be a traffickee and blow their sh!t away. Go to the next place and do the same thing. I about had a coronary when Kathy couldn't persuade Raya to go with her at the end. But I realized why she didn't go. If she left with Kathy and left the other women there, they would have gone through tortures that a person living a comfortable life like me could not have imagined. It was absolutely heartbreaking. I was almost relieved when Raya was shot. At least her suffering was over. If I had been her mother, I probably would have committed suicide. I couldn't imagine my daughter going through this. I wanted the mother to kill her sister and brother-in-law so badly. Now I am thoroughly depressed.

"Well, make something up!"/RG