I don't think that's it at all. I just think that working in such a superficial business is eventually going to tear down some things. I am not bitching ~ as adults we can make choices, good or bad. I do like the industry for the freedom it provides and the potential as well. Obviously it will limit your choices, present or future. Being well informed is the best way to enter this lifestyle...sadly I know only a handful of people who did it that way. Usually it's on a whim, a bet, a dare, an idea, a thought and all of a sudden you just hit the ground running and have no clue where you landed.
And all the lamenting isn't about just the way you get treated. Sometimes it just sucks that you cannot always eat what you want, that you are always working on the nights your friends are out and about, that your sleep schedule usually rivals an Intern working at a County ER.
But life is about compromising. Taking the good and the bad. Doing the "have to's" to get to the "want to's" ~ and it makes those things sooooo much more indulgent.
And who can deny that sometimes it is just fun. It SEEMS easy, and yes, occasionally it can be. That you can work less hours than others and have more free time for family.
And to be honest I like the fact of having a different side, something that's all mine, my persona, it's the wilder me, the uninhibited me, the one that doesn't shy away from new people or deep conversations. She isn't afraid of what others may think and she doesn't hide. She is out there and doing her best doing what she can ~ and yes, suffering is a part of it.
Bottom line is that there are some people in this world who enjoy the adult industry. It isn't a last resort or a way to pay a drug dealer or support five children and a deadbeat pimp. Sometimes it can be something a little bit more, a bit fucked up, a bit more crazy, definitely not traditional and not for the faint of heart.
Like that old crappy poster: You don't have to be crazy to work here but it helps.
Oh yes.
See ya.
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Your posting is well done, Vanessa Sue.
The first time I read it, I thought you dashed it off and posted it. So, I read it again, looking for the typographical and grammatical errors that result from pure stream-of-consciousness writing. Guess what? They're not there.
That's how I learned you work hard to write well.
There's something else I learned. Writing isn't the only thing you work hard to do well. You work hard at your industry job.
How do I know that? Because you love doing it.
Only someone who is good at her work can love it.
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