I’ve been thinking a lot about money, recently. About our relationship with it, what it means, the implications of it. The complications. It is a difficult and sometimes emotive subject, and certainly not one that I could give full justice to in a short blog post. But I’ll have a crack at it, naturally.
It’s no surprise that money is one of the main drives for most of us when we start escorting. We can earn good money in less time than in a regular job, allowing us the freedom and resources to pursue other things we love – and we can have fun while we’re at it, meeting amazing new people and having adventures we could previously only dream of.
In any other career, the drive to earn more money is applauded and celebrated. High earners are ambitious, hard-working go-getters. Inspirational. However, in the world of professional companionship, it can be something altogether different.
Women are socialised in a certain way. Our emotional efforts are expected and uncompensated. We are encouraged to be caring, to put others first. In my mind, escorting is a caring profession. I came to this from a career in health and social care; I love to look after people, to make a difference in their lives, to make them smile. It makes me feel glowy when a client tells me that I have given them an experience they won’t ever forget. This is a vocation for many of us, not just a means of earning money – however that doesn’t mean the money isn’t important, or appreciated.
I don’t come from money. I have spent the majority of my adult life on the bones of my arse, and I’m certainly not well-off now, by any stretch. I still feel like Cinderella when a generous client buys me a present or provides champagne for us to drink on a date, or when I can go for lunches with friends and not have to panic about paying for my share. I’m not a flashy person, by any means. But just like everyone else, I like nice things occasionally.
More than anything else, this job has taught me to understand my money, how to save, and the importance of doing so.
I feel very privileged to have found a career that I enjoy that also provides for me financially – and I think that’s what wider society doesn’t like. The caring work of women is only valued when we do it for free. Sex is only special when we give it away to anyone, regardless of whether they deserve us. We are not allowed to place a price tag upon our precious time, because women’s time is expected and taken for granted.
The difference with my clients is that they appreciate the value of my time.
I am unashamedly in love with my work AND with the freedom that my income brings, and the two things needn’t be mutually exclusive. Recently a friend of mine was berated by a would-be ‘client’ for being a ‘money grabber’… and yet, this is her job. Why shouldn’t she expect to be compensated for her time? Why is it that we are only allowed to expect compensation for time spent doing things that we hate? Why can’t we be proud of putting a roof over our heads and enjoying nice things with the proceeds of doing something we love?
If that makes me a ‘money grabbing whore’… well, so be it!