I am an extremely privileged individual. There is really no need for me to be doing this work - I have a "normal" part-time job that I enjoy, I have scholarships from my university, and I come from an upper middle class family that always has a room waiting for me if I need it. I think that says a lot about my involvement with this industry - I truly choose to be involved in it. If I didn't like it, I would just quit. I have enough money to support myself quite comfortably for several years, and I have a university degree. I have a lot of options. I stay in this job because it is still fulfilling for me, even after almost 5 years, and because it provides me with an opportunity to get ahead financially in a way that I would never be able to otherwise. I am in a far better financial situation than any of my friends under the age of 30.
When I first got involved, I just wanted a job that paid decently and that didn't require a huge commitment. What I hated about working in retail was that I needed to ask permission to go away for the weekend, and for all my efforts, I was treated like a child/imbecile and paid only $8/hr. It was a soul-killing experience. I felt that I was an extremely competent person and wanted to manage my own affairs without having to ask, beg, grovel for a 50 cent raise, or a weekend off, or to get someone to cover my shift if I was sick. I found it extremely degrading and I pity everyone who works in retail. I am the nicest customer because I know how horrible it is to do that job.
Being sexually open-minded, work in adult entertainment seemed like a good option for me, and it turned out that it was. I could choose my own clients, work whenever I felt like it, take time off for weeks if I was working on a big essay, buy nice presents for Christmas and birthdays, go on amazing vacations, etc.
As mentioned previously, I do have a university degree already, and there are many other jobs I could do if I wanted to. Why would I leave this job when I am still so happy with it? Before each and every session, I remind myself how important the work is - the man I'm about to meet might have saved up for a year to see me, or could have spent months deciding on who his first companion would be, or it could be his birthday treat to himself, or it could be the first time he's had sex in 5 years. I always remind myself how special and important the experience might be so that I never think of someone as just an easy $300. While I do find the work easy for the most part, that doesn't mean I'm lazy about it. I put a lot of thought into being attentive, kind, and open-minded because I think sexual intimacy is quite special and can sometimes make people feel vulnerable and nervous.
It's really an incredible job for those who are suited to it, and I wish that was recognized by all the people who rally against sex work and - despite evidence to the contrary - insist that it is a demeaning occupation for all women in all circumstances. The industry is a lot more nuanced than that.