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“Sex Freak”: True Confessions From a Former Cam Girl

By April 9, 2018 No Comments

Many people contact Fight the New Drug to share their personal stories about how porn has affected their life or the life of a loved one. We consider these personal accounts very valuable because, while the science and research is powerful within its own right, personal accounts from real people seem to really hit home about the damage that pornography does to real lives.

Recently, we received this story that shines a spotlight on the realities of working in the porn industry as a webcam performer. Her experience shows how desperation can drive people into the industry, and keep them there indefinitely.


Nearly a decade ago, I was introduced to the porn industry through a friend. I was an incredibly young wife and mom, a bit of a rebel, and was looking for a way to work without having to pay for childcare or buy another car.

We were low income, to say the least, and struggling something fierce. My friend introduced me to a new-­to­-me phenomenon she called “camming,” which looking back is basically being a live-action porn performer, in real time, for complete strangers. It is the phone­ sex line of the 21st century.

At first, it seemed like a genius idea. I was a young, very sexual woman, a bit of a “sex freak” by social standards, and the going rate was $1.99 to $5.99 per minute. Did you catch that? Per minute. I could make more in thirty minutes than my blue­ collar husband made in an entire shift. I signed up immediately.

Known As A “Sex Fiend”

I’ll admit that, at first, it was fun. As someone with some deep­-seeded daddy issues and a troubled marriage, I found an (unhealthy) addiction to the attention I received while becoming a sex goddess to these men I would never meet. I made good money. We suddenly weren’t struggling financially anymore. I could set my own hours and ‘work’ as much or as little as I wanted. And I felt wanted ­and admired for the first time in my life.

I eventually graduated from webcamming to photography. Entire photo shoots of me as my cam girl persona found their way into various corners of the world via the internet. I was repeatedly approached to “star” in movies,­ something I turned down only because my child needed me at home during typical filming hours. My choice in career wasn’t exactly a secret among our friends, and I became known for being a sex fiend, a term I was actually proud of. I began to see myself as a sex object.

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My value, in a literal and financial sense, was based on how toned or pretty I was, how much I was willing to show, how dirty I was willing to get, and how much I turned other people on. This is a belief that became ingrained in me.

Camming Felt Like Prostitution

About a year into it, I ended up in a support group for abuse victims. I joined the group to help overcome a lot of things, but being a cam girl wasn’t one of them. I simply wanted help getting over a bunch of childhood stuff I found recurring in my normal adult life.

While in that abuse group, I began to realize that the security and admiration I loved in camming wasn’t healthy. I started growing in self­-awareness and recognizing that I was getting a sick satisfaction from my body and my actions catching so much attention. I began to see myself as a human being, albeit a scarred and troubled one, and began to further appreciate actual connections with people.

I started to recognize that the webcam industry was, in many ways, worse than the porn industry because we had direct contact with the consumer, people who were often very cruel and demanding by threatening to leave negative reviews and therefore affecting your pay if you didn’t perform exactly as they wished. It began to feel more like a form of prostitution.

Making My Quiet Exit

Eventually, my marriage failed miserably. I ended up applying for and getting a full-­time office job with benefits. Because I was at work for 40 hours a week, and could now afford at least the cost of living, so I started phasing out my life as a cam girl. It was exhausting for me to work during the day and cam all night.

I was one of the lucky ones ­who could make a quiet exit, from the safety of my own home, and move on with my life. At the same time, I watched my friend who continued webcamming increasingly hate herself and her body because of the things said to her by men who were paying her for the pleasure of doing so. The industry broke her spirit, and all her sense of self­-worth.

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The “moving on with my life” part hasn’t been as easy as I’d hoped. While I eventually married the love­ of ­my ­life, he was someone who knew me when I was in the industry. Our relationship started as an incredibly sexually charged, live-action porn of our own. There wasn’t anything we didn’t do, or try, at every given moment we possibly could. He loved porn, and­ we often watched it together, and then brought what we saw into the bedroom.

Years later, he finally opened up about a porn addiction. He was caught with entire folders of photos and videos of ex-girlfriends and mutual friends. What started as an innocent porn habit spiraled over many years until he did the unthinkable—he was unfaithful to me with a stunning woman who, not so ironically, looks an awful lot like a porn performer.

Overcoming Our Challenges

While we’re overcoming all of that together, with the help of an incredible counselor and Fight the New Drug, it’s rekindled a lot of scars, questions and deeply ­rooted hurt from my years in the industry:

Did my history fuel his addiction? Is this my fault? Was it my body and sexuality that attracted him? Does he see me as that girl? Am I one of any number of faces? Could I have been whatever hottie came strolling along next who was willing to be crazy in bed? When we do things in the bedroom, does he see me or does he just see sex?

It’s devastating emotionally. My self­-worth has plummeted. I struggle regularly with sometimes scary depression. I know in my heart he didn’t mean anything toward me by it, and his addiction has nothing to do with me, but it’s hard to remember. I find myself dressing sexier. Being sexier. Initiating sex more. Stepping back into that old routine because I’m afraid that’s what he wants. And, while I enjoy it, I know it’s not coming from a healthy place, but a place of fear and insecurity.

I survived the sex industry with barely a scratch, compared to some. I’m one of the lucky ones. I have an incredible job, a loving husband, two kids, and a dog. Looking in from the outside, you would never guess my history, or his.

But the scars the sex industry left on me will always be there.

R.

Why This Matters

This is the reality of many who are in front of the camera. Society considers porn to be a “healthy” and “expressive” outlet for performers who enjoy their work and get paid well, but stories like these and research depict the truth—porn isn’t only harmful to those who watch it, it’s also harmful to those who create it. And as so many stories like this one show, it’s an industry fueled by financial desperation and unhealthy attitudes about sex.

Fighting for love means seeing porn for the exploitation that it is. Porn and webcamming is never just a harmless personal habit.

Get Involved

One of the best ways to get involved in this fight is to find a local organization that is working to make a difference right in your community, and also on a worldwide scale. Help spread this knowledge and SHARE this article so that others can be aware. Together, we can fight to stop the demand for sexual exploitation in society. Change begins with one.

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