My personal goals only have me in the hobby for another two summers after this one. I will still be in my 20's, but with a degree, house and career. With that said, once I am established in the "real" world, I want to tell the people who matter the most to me about my 5 years as a provider.
My BFF already knows. He is a raging homosexual. I'm talking the type of gay who will wear a sparkly pink scarf around his neck simply because its Tuesday. When I finally told him this summer, he said to me, with a big ole smile on his face, "Bitch. I always knew you was a slut! You might as well get paid for it! So...steak dinner tonight on you?" Once I realied he was not mad at me, I just broke down and cried. He held me and said in a serious tone, "What you do behind closed doors with those you choose to be with is no ones business but your own. I just want you to be safe. I love you and nothing will ever, EVER change that."
His unconditional love for me has given me a new perspective on friendship. The fact he knows and loves me in spite of my secret life means more than I can put into words. My childhood friends that I still talk to and see on a very regular basis...well they are a different story. This circle of friends is sheltered and judgmental. I know if I was ever to tell them, even after I have long since stopped being a provider, they would chuck our 10-15 year friendship like yesterday's trash.
With that said, I am finding it harder and harder to be around them now. Because when I am with them, I'm not me. "Kara" does not embody who I am, but she is a defining part of me. I've had so many great experiences because of her and I am far from ashamed. Because I know these girls will dismiss me when I share with them my most intimate secret, I'm just so indifferent with even keeping touch with them anymore.
I can't change my feelings, and hell, I don't even want to. I'm bringing this to the community because I want to know if anyone else feels this way. I'm not ashamed of being in the hobby. I'm proud of where I've been, the things I've done and the people I've met. And as I get older, I realize that your true friends can only be counted on one hand. I'm ready to clean out. Am I being too hasty? Is this a decision I will regret? Any and all input is accepted.
Thanks for allowing me to be long-winded.