One of the things I’m most grateful for? Talya De Fay, Australian sex worker, Quora Expert, host of the Scarlett Academy website, and all-around inspiration.
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You are under no obligation to tell anyone you are camming. Ever. Not your mother, your old roommate, your best friend. You are an adult. Nobody owns you. You can be sexual and make money any way you see fit – no one needs to know about it.
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One of slut-shaming’s most potent weapons is the rule: Sluts Don’t Get To Regret. Whether they wanted it, whether they chose it, whether they said yes to one thing, but that led to something else they didn’t want, sluts don’t get to wish things had gone otherwise. Sluts get what they deserve.
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Many things in camming are out of your control, but time is one over which you have power. Time-management determines three incredibly important things: how much money you make, how consistently you make it, and whether or not you burn out.
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I'm tremendously honored to be asked to be a regular contributor to YNOTcam.com, writing about health and wellness for cammers!
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No barfing, and I didn't fall down. All-in-all, a pretty good night!
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In order to make real money in sex work, you have to treat it like a real job. In camming, you get to be your own boss. What kind of boss are you going to be for yourself?
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If somebody scares you in sex work, you do not ever, ever have to see them again. That is the rule.
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I had a blast reading from Thriving at the Sexy Grammarian's Folsom Street Salon!
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People say all the time that hard work is the secret to success at camming, but what does that actually mean? It starts with maintaining good boundaries, because most clients are trying to haggle three things: time, money, and what you’re willing to do.
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I picked Hillbilly Elegy up because I was feeling the need to take a break from sex work writings, but oddly enough, I found myself feeling a deep resonance with many first-person sex work stories.
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At home tonight watching the Black Lives Matter protests, heartsick over the pointless, tragic loss of more life. All day I’ve been carrying the sight of Diamond Reynolds’s composure watching her man bleed out beside her. Thinking of the times I’ve lost my shit with cops, and thinking how very likely it is if I had pulled that crap while black I’d be dead.
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