I remember back in the dark old days wondering why life seemed like such hard work, surely life wasn’t meant to be like this!? Struggling to get up early, train journeys from hell, meetings full of ego, bull shit and no outcomes. Coming home with a heavy heart, Sundays filled with dread, trawling around the local supermarket buying what I could afford rather than what I wanted and boyfriends who took far more than they gave…
I cannot tell you how grateful I am for the moment of desperation and despair several years ago, just before my birthday to be precise, when I withdrew the only money I had left to pay a member of my staff her expenses because I knew that she was broke and the systems in place were so rubbish that she might never get her money and thinking it’s my birthday in a few days and I can’t even afford to eat. I went home and cried. A few days later I was entertaining members of AW and what an eye opener it was! I felt that all my birthdays had come at once!
I have never looked back and I cannot even begin to tell you how grateful and happy I am to have found this way of life. I believe in genuine friendships only, so all my friends know what I do and after their initial fears for my safety most are very, very jealous of the life that I lead. I’m told I glow with happiness and that’s because I am a happy hooker to my very core !
Thanks Guys xxxxx