Da Blog

So blogging eh? About that. Growing up (ok in my early 20’s) my friends were all about the blogs, and fights would break out allllll the time. They seemed to think that blogs were no-mans land. The safe zone. Where they were not responsible for what they said. And I would laugh at them. “I’ll never get a blog” I kept my journals in journals. On paper. In a box. But alas, here I am. Blogger. I still journal, but about my life. Sometimes I will write about work incidences, but I blog mostly because I think these stories are great, and often hilarious. I like sharing and I love making people laugh. I also think there aren't many bloggers out there on this topic. This is one girls honest perspective of the industry. And it's not pornographic!  In my defense I do choose carefully which of my friends I tell about this blog to maintain anonymity and reduce backlash.

In taking this job, and creating the blog, I know I have closed doors for myself though. I know now I can never be a teacher, a politician (ha ha) or probably hold any government job, be an executive, or any other position where this ‘dirt’ can come back and stain me. I’m mostly ok with that. As I approach 30, I know a lot of doors are closing anyway. Having said that though, this, if anything should be a testament to the uncertainty of life.

Emily McCombs wrote an article in Feb/Mar issue of Bust about the backlash of women who are writing honestly about their sex lives. There isn’t a link that takes you directly to the article, but if you click http://issuu.com/celinahex/docs/issue_67_smaller, it will take you to the magazine, and it’s on page 64. It’s a very interesting article and definitely worth reading

“Among the five women interviewed for this article, there are five lost jobs (six if you count a voluntary position with the Girl Scouts), two lawsuits, one child-custody battle, three book deals, one Playboy spread, and thousands of condemning words directed at them both on line and off. They’ve had their Identities outted by snooping media outlets and personal attacks splashed across the pages of tabloids. They’ve been ambushed by photographers hiding in neighbours’ hedges and outside their places of employment and they’ve had nude photographs of themselves leaked and disseminated across the internet. And what have they done that so captivated the world? They’ve simply written honestly about their sex lives.” ¹

I don’t want to discredit their experiences or their struggles, but they all feel that their persecutions were un-just. “I just wrote a blog! … How was I supposed to know anyone was going to read it.” Others feel that they should not be made to feel shame. That it’s chauvinistic, hypocritical and simply unreasonable. I agree with this, but it simply isn’t the world that we live in. Don’t get me wrong, don’t think I’m throwing my hands up in the air and saying “Oh well”. I think just by having this blog out there, it creates an awareness. But I know that it is not a matter of if, but when, I get outted. And that sucks. The last thing I want in the world is for my parents to find out. The rest of the world I can handle, but my parents, they’d be crushed.

The straight facts are that at this point in time people aren’t ready to be open minded about sex trade workers. My friend continuously compares my job to being gay. Why should I be closeted about it? “If you’re ashamed about what you do, you should look at that” She says. Yes, absolutely there are a lot of similarities between the two. There are also a lot of differences. Primarily there has been a huge amount of work done in the Gay Rights Movement. ~Nod to Dan Savages ‘It Gets Better’ Campaign~ Whereas my job is still illegal in most places. Being gay is not a choice. I chose my job. And I am not ashamed of it. Clearly! Haha. But I am also very aware that others don’t have the same views as many of the people I associate with. Many people are threatened by even discussing open sexuality, whether it be gay/swinging/kink/professional/abuse. I am aware of the risks I’m taking in this job. I’m not stupid. I could list them (but I don’t want to). But I can’t honestly say I understand the risks. I don’t understand what it’s like to be raped, or to be fired and publicly humiliated for things done in your past. I can only hope that I stay safe and that I make the right choices.

I applaud these women for their bravery, putting themselves out there, and standing up despite the attacks. They are paving the way. 

Joke of the Post: So I googled 'myself' to see how easy this blog is to find, and I came across another escort, Alison Carey Scott. She charges $250 for "subjective fellowship and erogenous body strokes” See! This is what happens when this stuff is illegal. Body Strokes! Jeeze.


 ¹ McCombs, Emily. "The Naked Truth." Bust Feb/Mar 2011: Pg 64.