Healing power of sex work
A stripper wants to end the stigma imposed on people employed in her industry
There’s a story not often told about sex work. It’s a story that most of society would scoff at, write off as a deluded fantasy. Many of us won’t allow it to be true.
I am a sex worker, and even I felt that it was too tall a tale to tell.
It’s the story of the empowered sex worker who finds healing through her work, the sex worker who has become a more whole person because of what she does. But it is a story that rings true for many of the incredible women and men I have had the pleasure of knowing, women and men who work as strippers, escorts, tantric practitioners, porn actors, and erotic masseurs.
I have been stripping for half of my life—since just days after my 18th birthday. Almost immediately, I became aware of the judgment that would come my way from my partner, friends, parents, and siblings. They all expressed their disappointment in me for having chosen to make money by taking my clothes off for strangers. When I explained to people that I was doing it to save money for university, they eased off a bit, conceding that it was, indeed, a good way to put oneself through school.
Eighteen years later, I’m still stripping. It’s gotten harder in the past few years to explain this. For most of my years in the industry, I have been a university student. When I was younger, it was a very plausible story: the stripper working her way through college. I finished one degree, entered my mid-twenties, decided I was enjoying life too much as it was, so I continued stripping and headed back to school for another degree.
I travelled a lot, earned the envy of others while at the same time accumulating greater disdain. It was celebrated that I was so committed to my education, so well travelled and free-spirited, but there was a growing sense of impatience among my loved ones about when I would exit the sex industry. I internalized the knowledge that I was letting my parents down. I was the first in the family to get a university education (financed by my stripping career, mind you), but I wasn’t doing anything that my parents could share with their friends. They were getting bored of telling people that I was a student. That story was getting old. Partners asked me when I planned to quit. Clients asked me when I would quit.
Apparently, when you are in the sex industry, the only way to keep it remotely respectable is to have a clearly mapped-out plan for your escape. It doesn’t matter if you are happy, healthy, satisfied. You must have an exit plan.
I really bought into this. I held my degrees up in defence of my career. See? I have a plan! I’m educating myself! The older I got, the less believable was my story. I even started to doubt it myself. My partner demanded that I set an exit date. I understood. It was cool to be a stripper while you were young, but in your thirties? Time to grow up and get a real job. I began to see how I used my education to legitimize myself, my trade, but that wasn’t going to last forever.
Clients always ask me what else I do, and I try so hard to be okay with telling them that I’m just a stripper. Why can’t I be just a stripper, when a waitress can be just a waitress, a construction worker just a construction worker? Why should it matter one iota that I have a university education? I don’t plan on using it to get a job one day. You might tell me that my education was still a very valuable experience, that I have gained so much from it. Why can’t my 18 years as a stripper have value? The much greater lessons I’ve learned in life have come from a strip bar rather than from a place of supposed “higher learning”.
Yet it is difficult to really let go of the societal stigma, to release this idea of sex work as inherently unhealthy, and to allow myself to really see value in what I have done, what I continue to do. To allow myself to continue in this industry without the weight of shame and disappointment tugging at me, tempting me to stay at home. But I have started the process of recognizing the many things I have gained as a stripper.
What I value most in this world is connection. I’ve had the incredible opportunity to work with hundreds, maybe thousands of women from diverse backgrounds. I’ve learned to really listen to them, to share with them, to bond with them. I now understand why we talk so much about work when we’re together: it’s not for lack of other things to say but because there are so few people in the world we can share our stories with. There is such an obvious longing to share, to connect, that it has become very easy for me to do so and to recognize that very same longing for connection among others in our society. I’ve been amazed at the conversations that have emerged in the change room and beyond.
Some of the most basic things that trouble people—rejection, criticism, competition—are the things strippers deal with on a daily basis. Many people think this manifests as an environment of cattiness, and I have seen that element. But I’ve also seen women use that environment as a place to learn and grow.
I’ve learned to be unafraid of rejection, to not take it personally, even if I am rejected in a very personal way. I’ve had the experience of being criticized and having to immediately move on, smile on my face. I’ve learned to remain centred. I’ve found my source of confidence, and it’s so deep inside that it is neither bolstered nor beaten by the whims of the crowd.
I’ve worked in a highly competitive environment yet learned that my coworkers are not my competition.
I’ve learned that what has damaged me the most is the disdain I have felt from so many others regarding what I do, allowing myself to feel somehow less for continuing to strip when I have what it takes to get a “real” job.
I’ve learned that kindness does not dress a particular way. That generosity doesn’t always wear a suit. That love can pass between strangers.
I’ve learned that I am okay—no, so much more than okay—just as I am. Strip me of my degrees; strip me of my clothes. Let me stand before you, with no excuses. I am more than okay, exactly how I am.
I’ve also learned that I am not alone. With this new outlook, I hosted a gathering for empowered sex workers. The theme was “the therapeutic value of sex work”, so it attracted those men and women in the profession who see its value. I am very aware that the views and experiences expressed here are not representative of all sex workers. These men and women, like me, are not survival sex workers. We are not marginalized individuals who are unable to find work outside of the sex trade. We are inspired, empowered individuals who have found a calling and a passion for sex work. We have among us numerous university degrees at both the undergraduate and graduate levels, many years of study in other institutes of learning. We own successful “straight” businesses, have left well-paying, socially acceptable yet ultimately unfulfilling jobs to heed our calling.
And we feel that it is time that our voices be heard. Sex work can be healing work.
Serena, an escort for more than a year, feels like her experiences have catalyzed so much positive change in her that the past year has felt like a rebirth. She said she sees a strong interconnection with sex and healing, for herself as well as for her clients. On her own path of personal growth and healing, she has come to see how she can be the facilitator of another’s healing. She sees the mutual growth and connection that can occur.
Serena’s work has made her aware of her very unique abilities: a recent interaction with a handicapped man called on the skills she acquired working with disabled individuals in group homes. “Sex work is so much more than just spreading your legs,”she said. “It’s the interpersonal skills which are so vital, so complex.” When she recognized the incredible gift, the essential therapy, the connection and compassion she was providing this man, she found herself in a profound state of self-love.
James Smith spent 15 years developing his strengths as a counsellor, masseur, and energy healer. Four years ago, he felt the call to leave his day job, and he envisioned himself as a hands-on sexual healer. When he decided to take the step, it led him to a path of awakening, growth, and healing, and his years of study coalesced into a unique form of tantric massage that he offers to men, women, and couples in his Vancouver body-care business.
He sees the space he creates with his clients as a “sacred container, wherein anything is free to emerge”. He helps clients through the traumas of incest, rape, sadness, grief, and anger, providing both acknowledgment of these experiences and a safe space to explore their sexuality. He views his work as his calling and his gift, and he positions himself as a catalyst to a collective sexual awakening.
Carmen began working as an escort addicted to alcohol, and she credits her recovery to the extraordinary relationships she developed with other women in the industry. She found herself among a group of women who were so open to sharing their experiences and struggles that she was able to tackle her own problems head-on. Her self-esteem issues diminished as her clients allowed her to recognize her inner and outer beauty.
Freya Metz, a 46-year-old tantric practitioner, began working in the field in her 40s. She said that she had to wait until that time before she fully internalized the fact that she was beautiful. Though she had been told this many times in her life, she remained unconvinced, surrounded by media images that did not reflect her likeness.
As a tantric practitioner, she came to realize that she was not only attractive and desired but truly beautiful. She was able to see our society’s fixation on youth, thinness, and unattainable proportions as not only artificial but quite unnecessary. She said the greatest skill she has acquired through her work is the ability to both recognize and communicate her boundaries. This is a skill vital to both sex work and “straight” life, and she hopes to convey these skills to some of the women most in need: trafficked women. Freya now divides her time between Canada and Cambodia, where she has spearheaded a healing centre for female survivors of sex trafficking, the Banteay Srey Project. Her work highlights the vast difference between consensual sex work and the tragedy of trafficked women.
Sean entered the sex industry seven years ago as a tantric masseur, providing a service he jokingly refers to as “heartfelt hand jobs”. He has deepened his practice through mentoring others in the industry, educating the public, and exploring the intersection of sexuality and healing. He helps others in the industry to work in ways which are empowering for themselves and their clients by providing them with the tools needed to explore and define their boundaries and become clear on the necessity of both giving and receiving consent.
A deep understanding of personal boundaries and the primacy of consent are personal skills he sees as essential to anyone, in any profession. Sean sees healing potential in sex work whenever there is a confluence of the desires of client and sex worker. He describes the essence of his healing practice as “the creation of a supportive and fun space where his clients can consciously explore their own erotic desires through touch”.
Each of the women at the gathering expressed how her self-confidence had improved as a result of her work.
Minna Mah, an exotic dancer, was finally able to cast off the weight of her mother’s declaration that she was unattractive when she had the opportunity to be praised and celebrated for her appearance. Tending toward shyness, she gained courage by interacting with others and learned how to communicate both verbally and nonverbally. She began to share her stories with other women and at last learned that she was not alone. In an environment that is often portrayed as one in which men prey upon women, Minna met her husband, the love of her life.
Phaedra McEachren has worked in various facets of the sex industry: as a professional dominant (or pro domme) and both in front of and behind the camera. It was especially her work behind the camera on porn shoots that made her aware that reality is not nearly as perfect and pretty as it looks in the final edited version.
I have learned that intimacy and connection draw from a much deeper source than surface beauty. I am comfortable with the developing lines on my face, the changes in my body as I age, because I know that to be attractive and attracted requires nothing more than being present and honest. Stripping for half of my life, yet never opting for cosmetic surgeries, I learned that a genuine smile is much more attractive than a pair of augmented breasts or collagen-injected lips. I have seen women earn more and more money in the strip bar as they age, in large part because they become more comfortable in their bodies, more clear on who they are and what they really have to offer.
Humans have an innate desire to make a difference in the world, and each of the amazing people I spoke with felt so privileged to see the change their services provided in another’s life.
Volpina Vance, an escort for more than a year, sees her work as therapy. Her clients come to see her for sexual services, but she said they are in such an open and vulnerable state. “It’s like the clouds break and everything is on the table.” She said she often finds herself in a place of deep emotional connection and is very moved by what she is able to give.
Lux has worked in the sex industry for numerous years and has chosen to work as an escort for the past year. She went into the work with a very open and curious mind and has found it both enjoyable and personally rewarding. She has learned that she is able to connect with and have fulfilling experiences with very diverse types of men. She said she has also learned that there are many lonely individuals in our society, and she finds it “amazing” to be able to give to them. But she has also suffered the loss of family and friends in choosing to be honest about her line of work.
I think it is worth drawing a parallel between two groups of stigmatized individuals: homosexuals and sex workers. Until very recently, being queer was seen as unhealthy, just as sex work is seen to be today. Yet much of society (at least here in liberal Vancouver) now recognizes that what has been so unhealthy about being gay is the stigma placed upon one’s lifestyle, the constant need for hiding, even subverting one’s innate desires. When homosexual individuals are recognized as normal, legitimate, and productive members of society, they are no longer subject to the forces that led them to unhealthy states.
The same case can be made for sex workers. What is unhealthy about sex work is that in many cases it is criminalized, forcing it into rough streets and dark alleys. It is unhealthy when social structures are not present to allow one’s exit from survival sex work. It is harmful when one suffers disownment, the loss of family and friends due to one’s choices.
But the actual, physical work of escorts and strippers, tantric practitioners and pro dommes is not innately unhealthy. As I have at last allowed myself to see, it can be both enriching and illuminating, therapeutic and rewarding.
My name is Wrenna Robertson. I am a happy and healthy woman. I love and am loved. I’m a valuable, productive member of society.
I am proud to say that I am a sex worker.
Wrenna Robertson edited a book called I'll Show You Mine, which is available through Show Off Books.
Mar 7, 2012 at 4:34pm
It's nice to read something about sex workers that isn't the same old stereotypical stuff about us all being victims. Thanks Georgia Straight for your continued dedication to powerful and truthful journalism.
Mar 7, 2012 at 6:14pm
What is unhealthy about sex work is that in many cases...
Mathematically (Statistically) speaking are at a greater risk of various Diseases & Infections not all STD's e.g., Multi-Drug Resistant TB...
The Criminal exploitation of Women & Children is a real problem in the wider Sex Industry that is the unfortunate reality.
The Sex Industry is also directly linked with Organized Drug Cartels & the Death & Misery that brings as well.
So while you may be fine there are a lot of others in that industry that are suffering and/or dead.
Mar 7, 2012 at 6:45pm
so you're a stripper . big deal. should we applaud you now for your contribution to society?If that's the best you can do with your life. that's your choice.
but don't try to give some integrity that becoming a stripper as some sort prestige or honor to it. Because its not rocket science. its just taking your clothes off! And your days of doing that after 30 for money are numbered. your stock will crash. and your 18 year old dated degree will mean nothing. good luck with that.
Mar 7, 2012 at 7:24pm
Interesting article, still though, even their profession is being replaced by the supreme, instantly gratifying internet.
Mar 7, 2012 at 8:23pm
I just don't understand when people have to be paid for it if they love it so much and it makes them happy that's really really great but why cloud the darker reality by having those who don't need to charge charge? Free love is the best way to go most people work for a living an have we and fantasy in their off time no ones suing sex with strangers in wrong but if this woman is just a nympho or likes attention why is she taking the spotlight off those who aren't havin a great day please if enough women stop charging for it who don't need to there will be enough sex to go around its great she loves it it would be better if she got a job and have the sex away Free Love!!!
Mar 7, 2012 at 9:43pm
Mar 7, 2012 at 9:46pm
Veronica... really beautiful to share from your heart and open others to your experience.Our culture is truly suffering from confusion around our sexuality.I am happy you can share some of the beauty that has touched you..pure transparency.Bringing light to the option that so many choose this path rather then simply survival mode is an essential understanding.
Mar 7, 2012 at 11:30pm
Thank you so much for taking a giant and brave step forward in the direction of shedding light on an industry that is so obscured, but is as complex and varied as life itself!
Mar 8, 2012 at 7:12am
Great stuff! I'm a stripper in London and we are getting so much abuse right now from groups calling themselves 'feminist'. Most of it rooted in jealousy and anger. They say 'feminist', I say Witch Finder General, stoking the bonfires of moral panic. The same tired old story of villifying women who are sexually expressive and confident in their sexuality.
Keep writing, our stories need to be heard!
Sexy dancing always good
Mar 8, 2012 at 8:04am
I agree with other commenter if she enjoys striping why charge for it why not do it for fun and get on with a tax paying job. Sex for hire is illegal not to protect those who like it because they well they like it but to protect those who can't say no if because of drugs kids or controlling boyfriend. We are hearing from the women who like it lately because that's the easier speaker to get and who wouldn't like to jut say oh everything here is great but we all have a girl or ten on our corner who clearly is not ok you don't need to be a phd to see that. I like the previous idea why not do what the rest of us do who love sex (which I think is everyone) and give it I those you choose to even of that is the masses heck it's probibly better for us all to have sex with many people it's so good for us and so is dancing. I think these women should start a club for those who do love it and after work go put on a show or two and let's have some real fun but to join the ranks with those who are so unwell and then to grab the limited spotlight they get is cruel ad dominating