Those that are apart of and those whom accept the sex industry are unfortunately a very small minority of the overall population. The even more unfortunate scenario here is that the ‘majority mentality’ govern and make the rules for the rest of us to follow.
As a proud sex worker trying to transition into the ‘normal’ world, the ‘normal’ world looks down their nose and fears what is unfamiliar to them. I can empathise fearing the unknown, I cannot empathise or condone not giving people a chance due to that fear.
I would classify myself an entrepreneur, for the past 15 years I have been my own boss. I have started businesses, and where some haven’t been successful, others have boomed. I understand taking risks, evaluating all possible scenarios, and diving into the depths of the unknown headfirst. In the business world, I have embraced fear on all accounts.
Today, I am furthering my studies to concentrate on the counselling side of sexuality and all the issues that encompass it. Granted I only have a Bachelors of Science Degree in Marketing, I do posses thousands of practical hours in the field of sexuality (thanks to all my wonderful clients). This apparently is not enough for governing bodies here in Australia.
The mind-boggling thing here is I can charge $900 for an hour as an escort. The only stipulation is I have an SWA number, and a clean health check. No insurance is needed; I do not need to be apart of an association, I can just do my job. On the other hand, to be a counsellor you need at least a Grad Dip in Counselling and need to apply to the ACA. To be a Sexologist, you need a Masters degree in Sexual Health or Sexology and jump through their hoops. Both will need insurance to practice with clients.
So this basically says I can counsel someone (bare ass naked if I wanted) who booked me as an escort with very limited stipulations (because let’s face it, majority of bookings will have some counselling element to them). Yet I have to jump 50 hoops to be qualified, get insurance, then have that same EXACT conversation with that person with clothes on. Not to mention for a quarter of the price.
What the actually fuck is wrong with this picture. Have I gone mad?
The real world looks down upon sex work and probably wonders what went wrong with the women involved, why can’t they be like the rest of us? Here I am trying to be accepted by the real world and play by their rules, yet I am still not accepted. My practical experience, empathy, knowledge, and brain are apparently not enough; I am stuck in a catch 22.
In order to get more experience and find a placement, I have spent countless hours perfecting a CV that reads acceptable to mainstream organizations. Whatever way I spin it, Sexual Health Coach, Sex Worker, etc. just doesn’t cut it. So my other option is to delete the past 8 years of my life and fluff it up with other side things I do, like personal training. I can wholeheartedly say the sexual counselling I’ve done as a sex worker far surpasses any sexual counselling I’ve done as a personal trainer. So what are my options? Lie to get my foot in the door, or embellish the truth to most likely be judged and not even get a chance for an interview.
When I started my journey as Savannah I knew there would be sacrifices I had to make and lots of roadblocks. Yet I decided to proceed down this path with my eyes wide open. Never did I think that trying to become a little like the rest of the world would be so challenging. I love a good challenge, but not if I won’t be accepted for who I am and be judged on where the knowledge of my experiences have come from.
Damn the man, and all the bullshit barriers and judgment people want to have. I’ll assume stay abnormal, because in that world (where there is a very limited number of us) I am happy and fulfilled.
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