Whenever my job is mentioned in newspapers, blogs, or magazines, the same tropes tend to pop up: moral panic, drug abuse, violence. Journalists quote us selectively, so that it sounds as if we’re living out the sex-negative, whorephobic stereotypes the public are used to consuming.
The vast majority of sex worker organisations are not only grassroots and run by volunteer sex workers, but due to harmful legislation and policy such as the anti prostitution pledge, they are also often cut off from government funding.
The sex industry’s always been fascinating and exciting to me and I like the idea of being in control of my own sexuality. I didn’t have much luck as a sugar baby and was unfortunately taken advantage of so I ultimately left the sugar bowl and didn’t do sex work again until I turned 22
I still remember I was so pumped in my first booking that the client had to tell me to calm down haha. It felt so easy and natural for me so I kept doing it. But it wasn’t until after several months into it that I fully comprehended the value of what I provide.
Personally, I don’t get offended by genuine curiosity, even if the question is annoying or cliché. However, when someone asks me, “What’s the craziest thing you’ve done?” my response is usually a pretty dramatic and dismissive eye roll.