that really is the tip of the iceberg...I've started a long and serious letter but it's no where near done so I will wait til it's perfect before I send, and I will post a copy on terb. It includes some background, like how for example I like working out, spend hours at the gym, got interested in anatomy and the science behind fitness, so I studied it and left my admin position for a job in fitness and nutrition ... and how that's very similar to my start in sex work ... I was involved in the swinging community, enjoyed it, had encounters with people, attended parties, and like it so much I did some investigating and educated myself ... realized I could very possibly make this hobby into a career too ... and started garnering an income from it. How, pray tell, is that a description of someone being forced into the sex trade?
I get that not everyone has a 'happy hooker' story. I get that not everyone in the biz wants to or should remain in it. I spoke at length with someone yesterday who's a great example of that. Those are where the focus should be, those who are feeling trapped by poverty, addiction and mental health issues. Let's get them help to get out.
I get that not everyone is as sexually liberated as some of us, nor do they want to be. I get there are people out there who turn off the lights before getting undressed, that close the bathroom door so their spouse doesn't hear or see them pee, that don't share bedrooms. I don't have a problem with that at all, that's their comfort level and nothing should be done to take someone out of their comfort level unwillingly. I would never suggest they change a thing. The problem is that they don't get me. They want to change me, they don't feel it's "right" or "morally just" .. so they think I should just be different.
What hurts the most is that people like that refuse to see my point of view, and when they do listen they pat my arm and "there, there, dear" me because they think there's something fundamentally wrong with me. There must be, because how would someone in their "right mind" possibly enjoy sex work. They refuse to acknowledge that I might be ok, even loving life. When someone tell you that you're just not possibly able to make good decisions for yourself because you're a sex worker, and, well.... sex workers just don't know any better, that's what really stings.