Question: I am in the sex industry and want out, what can I do?
Answer: We frequently talk to women who say they are tired, frustrated, and ready to leave the industry... yet they find themselves feeling stuck. Many wonder if they will ever find a way out? How will they pay their bills? Who will hire them? And what in the world should they put on their resumés?
While there is no magic formula for getting out, it is possible because countless women have done it. Check out stories of two such women below. Remember you don't have to do it alone. The Care Team of More than Pearls is here to support you. They can share local resources with you, including financial, employment and educational helps. They will provide you a mentor to encourage, pray with and assist you along the way.
Ready to make the first step, or even to just start thinking about it? If so, go to our Contact Us section and leave information so we can contact you and help you to begin your journey.
Our Stories
I was homeless with two children to support when a friend convinced me there
was easy money to be made strip dancing in a local club. If I didn’t make enough
I added to my income by turning a few tricks. Soon I was locked into
the money that men were willing to pay. But then I was arrested in a police sting
at a motel. The judge put me on probation and said I needed to find a legal
job. At first all I could get was pumping gas in a service station. But I felt
better about myself than I ever had when selling my body for money. With the
encouragement of some women friends I began to regain my self respect. A local
agency helped me pay for night classes to train as a medical transcriptionist. Now
I work in a hospital and I am proud to tell my children what I do. I don’t ever
want to go back to that old life. There are resources in the community and caring
people to help you, just as they did me.
Cindy, age 26
I worked for an escort service in the valley. I never talked to anyone in
the business who wasn’t looking for a way out. But it is easier to get
in than it is to get out. I felt helpless to make a change. How could
I support myself? One day a male customer asked me to move in with him. It seemed
a simple solution. I would only have to service one man instead of many.
But soon I discovered he had serious alcohol and drug addictions. He lost
his job, was angry all the time, and started beating me. I was afraid for my
life and ran to a homeless shelter. It was there I experienced unconditional
love for the first time in my life. I learned there was a God who loved
me. I began to take small steps to change my life. I have even gone back
to church where I found acceptance and support.
Heidi, age 23
