I am a sex addicted whore.
I am in my late 40s and since the end of a long-term relationship over a decade ago, I have been a purchaser of sex. I must say if you had asked me in my twenties or early thirties whether I would ever purchase sex, I would have responded with a strongly worded second wave feminist response, but I am no longer disappointed in myself.
I have met some really amazing sex workers that have shared intimacies, helped me explore my sexuality, challenged my hangups and pushed my boundaries. I have learned a lot from these women, not only about myself, but about them, which has made me a much more open minded, inclusive and sex positive person.
I found pretty early on that I was more interested in developing relationships with the sex workers that I clicked with as opposed to having serial one offs. I found the whole experience, and not just the sex was way better. Trust is very important to me.
At times I have battled with not falling too hard for a sex worker, but I have found a comfortable place where I can love without an expectation of permanence or reciprocation and I am proud to say that I have formed friendships with some sex workers that have outlasted their participation in the industry.
I am in a happy place.