Thank you for being there in my loneliness, thank you for allowing me to vent, for allowing me to feel loved and desired...
Thank you, whore, for being vulnerable, for exposing yourself and enduring the stigma, thank you for being the lover of lonely men, thank you for enduring misogyny and for enduring the misandry that insults you for not hating men.
Thank you, whore, for fulfilling my fantasies, thank you for being a whore...
But above all... thank you for existing...
To all sex workers... Happy Women's Day.
Yes, there are men who see you as people, who desire you as people, who appreciate you as people… and who at the same time desire them precisely in their role as “whores.”
Both things can be true at the same time.
They don't need to choose between being respected and being intensely desired, even though society constantly tells them they do have to choose.
Happy day to all those who do sex work, those who chose it, those who need it to survive, those who do it with pride, those who do it with fear, those who do it with exhaustion, those who do it with pleasure.