Prostitution for 400 please

The other day we had a phase group for a client (phases are the clients progress in therapy). When a client is applying for their phase II, they must complete a series of tasks including writing their life stories, making a road map of how they've gotten to where they are, facilitate a therapeutic group about their primary issue to their peers, and presenting/defending their phase to their treatment team.
This clients primary issues are prostitution and abuse(which of course go hand and hand). She read her life story, which depicted a traumatized child who was raised transiently in motel rooms, pretending to be asleep while her mother serviced her Johns in the next bed over. A child who was molested by her uncle at age 5 and was prostituting by age 12, and arrested for it at 13.
We then played 'prostitution jeopardy' which while was entertaining and educational, prompted some disturbing commentary and discussion from our hypersexualized kiddos. The comment that stands out to me the most was 'I hate it when men abuse me. I don't even really like it when they rape me". Even after eight months here those comments floor me. Their childhoods were so starkly different from mine that I don't know if I will understand the normalcy of this lifestyle for these girls.