Often it was worse than the work itself, where I could, by and large, control my exploitation and maintain my boundaries and self-worth. I worked alongside fierce women paying off mortgages and masters degrees, raising children and starting charities. And still I told myself it was my choice. I fought hard to prove otherwise. Order by newest oldest recommendations.
No other profession I knew paid women significantly more than men.
As a stripper I've spent two decades naked, and this is what I learnt
Sex workers were stigmatised as morally bankrupt, lacking in self-respect, so not worthy of respecting. Rather, I was seeking transgression. I felt totally empowered. It brought financial independence, freedom and flexibility. And still I told myself it was my choice. I could choose my hours, take time off and still have a job to come back to.