SEX WORKING-PUBLISHED

It’s the festive season!!!!Tis the season to be jolly tralalalala lalala…so on and so forth.

It’s the season to give although I know a lot of divas just love to receive, receive and receive some more. So their hands are constantly stretched out as if they are needy or the truth is they are needy. I love women who work hard and make ends meet for themselves, there is a certain air about them that is so appealing. You know most men love women who can take care of themselves like 50 cent says,” she’s ok if I leave her, she got her own visa.”  I don’t care what you say, they do. And it’s not all women who have had the privilege to attend college or university but they are still making their paper stack up. And I love my divas that are going to college because that’s the way to go. It really doesn’t bother me how a woman makes her money, as long as she is able to take care of her and hers because nobody else will do it, I mean your man may do it for a while but trust and believe he will start complaining or taking advantage of the fact that you go to him for every little thing you need. I’m not knocking the sisters who make their money by having multiple partners at the same time…that’s their thing right now; we don’t know where they are headed or where they come from.

I have friends who are sex workers, yeah that’s right. I got a lot of respect for them. These women make more money than I do, LOL.Their are houses are paid off, their car payments are made on time, they are not behind on any bill as far as I know and when we hang out….they roll like Divas-you know the procedure. They are paying their way through school, others are saving up for that tuition, many just can’t get the job they desire right now yet those bills don’t stop coming. I don’t treat them any differently than I would my friends who have posh jobs. I also have friends who are dancers and boy can these girls work a pole!! I’m often amazed at people’s reactions when they find out what field of work they are in, more especially the female reaction. It is one of utter disgust and then the 2^nd class citizen treatment sets in; suddenly my friends are below your level just because they lay on their backs while you bend over the desk? LOL. Why do we think we are better than others today not knowing our tomorrow? What’s even stranger, they have men eating right out of their fingers. I cannot recall the number of times guys step up to them and try to run game! I’ll be the first to admit, it’s not a career I would encourage my daughter to pursue yet I cannot as a human being judge another without having walked a mile in their shoes.

These women are not proud of what they do yet they do it well just like I would any other job. They realized that they needed to survive, they relied too much on others and that did not get them to where they wanted to go, so they chose another route to get to where they are going. Just like my friend who has a tomato stall at the Mbabane bus rank, pretty little mama she is. Yet instead of chasing somebody else’s money she is making her own, no matter how small the amount is. I’ve learnt to live as non-judgmental as I possibly can and all call to account those who live their lives publicly for all of us to comment on. I’m more at awe at my friends because they do not try to hide amongst their circle what it is they do to pay their way through instead of asking for it from someone else who will most likely make them a topic over coffee. Because we women are sneaky as anything and love to backstab each other whilst we smile at one another.

Life is like a house of cards, you build what you can handle and yet it can all come crumbling down in a matter of seconds. There is a certain survival mode that any human being goes into when life takes a turn for the worst or threatens to change the way you live it. As people we handle situations differently. Others flee, others resist and others accept their fate and lay down to die.

#Survivor

MISSZEZY