My First Year as an Escort

This is the most self-growth I've seen within just a year of my life thus far. From moving into the city as a suburban girl, settling into my studies, to traveling abroad, and revamping my wardrobe. The challenges I did face were simply lessons that reminded me I'm trying and that means I'm alive.

As I approach my anniversary as Sasha I contemplated these statements best; feel free to use one as inspiration for a tattoo.

Self-empowerment is a necessity...

In this ostracized occupation it's the literal difference between being a victim or an unstoppable force of nature. Disregarding the opinions of society; of how they think I "should" live requires a can-do attitude and sense of self. Knowing I possess what few will experience holds value to me.

I can lead a horse to water but I can't make it drink...

Just like all relationships and interactions in life, I have found it a waste of energy trying to hold someone's hand as they make the first move..the leap as you may say. With so many distractions in this day and age the art of seduction is a surprising treat. If you've made it this far, you can figure out the rest, a woman like me requires chivalry but most of all confidence.

I don't take myself too seriously...

My life is a 2000's coming-of-age/romcom/fairytale written and produced by me. Even my whimsy is a sought after quality. I love to laugh, flirt, and create. I've come across people, clients and civvie alike who are missing out on life because they care too much. When I can sense someone is nervous, on a date especially, I see that as a chance to let my hair down even more, hold my glance a bit longer, and dance like no one's watching; after all humans have always gravitated towards authenticity.

If Misery loves company success loves solitude...

Such a cliche; and don't get me wrong, the colleagues in my professional and academic life have been carefully cultivated but with it comes an inherent distance. I sense this in my personal life significantly. Some things are better left unsaid if respect isn't a priority. As a student with rigorous coursework and goals just waiting to be met I don't always find the time to share myself with those around me as often due to underlying differences...You can take a guess.