In a quiet Boston hotel room, a woman is crying. If I just said she was a prostitute, some readers would probably guess that she's been exploited, as is too often the case. But
this woman is crying because she
chooses sex work. She might choose it because she loves sex and believes in its power and beauty. Or perhaps it's because she's pretty and smart, and the money is good. Maybe, in fact, she chooses the work because she has two children to support. Then again, perhaps she's hungry, and this is how she'll feed herself. Given our current health system, she might even be in massive debt because of her partner's recent stroke. But truly, in this instance, the woman is crying because she
chooses prostitution, yet society keeps telling her she's either a slut or a slave.
Now I'm going to give you the link to a
New York Times article on sexual trafficking (thanks to A for the link). Its contents tragic and I'm not throwing its' accuracy into question. But as we read the piece, I wish our society would remember...
not all sex work is exploitation. In the article, one woman who was trafficked tells us, “For me, life is finished... I will never forget that I have done this." I think she might feel a little less ashamed (no less traumatized, I'm guessing, but less
shameful) if our world did not slut-shame.
Knowing the power of sex, I am sure that prostitutes have saved lives because of the connection and enjoyment they bring. I am also sure that sex work, when it is consensual, sometimes saves the lives of the women who choose it.
When all are consenting, there should be no shame. But when our country is filled with inequality and offers so few safety nets,
I certainly feel ashamed.
So thank you, dear readers, for being proudly sex-positive.
Because every day, shame wrecks lives.
I wrote this post because I am currently writing a feature on Boston sex work. In my interviews with sex workers who choose to sell sexual services, all I hear is proud people with hearts of gold who feel desperately undervalued and misunderstood.