But, here’s the thing about sex work, it’s still work. It’s draining and exhausting, both mentally as well as physically. Sometimes I didn’t want to show up anymore than the receptionist at your dentists office doesn’t want to go into work. It’s literally playing pretend, creating and selling a fantasy. Balancing being too fake with too real. Juggling safety alongside needs. It was also scary.
Becoming Mary
By Mary Magdalene Breaking down systems of oppression has to allow space for reappropriation. Reclaiming derogatory speech and utilizing it in such a way that places the power back into the hands of the marginalized minority. One of these words is whore. I count myself lucky to be a whore! I am not ashamed or … Continue reading Becoming Mary
