It probably isn’t news to most of you, but I was in rehab this fall, after I finally realized I was at a point where I could not attend to even my most basic needs.
Note: I think it is very important to make it clear that I do not intend any of my writing — especially about sex work — to be construed as representative of any “typical” lived experience or attitude. I am aware of my many privileges…
WARNING: This is a candid account of a girl admitting to a pathetic amount of frustration and sadness in the wake of unwarranted, unwarned social media account deletion.
I like making shit.