There's a certain pleasure in tearing down a person whose success we think is undeserved - especially when it's the sort of success we fervently wish for. However, indulging in it does us no credit and, I think, erodes our better selves.
currently eating at a restaurant in Edinburgh where they presented a variety of knives and asked me to “choose the knife that speaks to me most” for consumption of my meal
@Aella_Girl Maybe to do with the liminal space in which sex work occurs: that threshold between the client's life and the SW's: a temporary bubble of shared context. With the right SW, it can be quite a safe space. 🤔