I have been reluctant to examine my thoughts on this any deeper. Perhaps this reluctance formed with the recent rise in sex work and the tumultuous preachings about the subject of sex and intimacy in this era of technology, where everything is available for people to hear, see, and discuss. In the 21st century, it seems that everything is on the table, including having sex with your boyfriend. Treading a fine line between empowerment and selling out, confidence and insecurity, sobriety and addiction, one tries to claim the empowered woman selling her sexuality—so confident in our bodies that we only feel worthy amongst a throng of likes and comments. Meditating by sunrise and expending our balanced, dieted, and well-worked-on bodies to an influx of drugs and alcohol by night. It seems odd. I wonder where we draw the line and if there even is one. I wonder if this is what the new world has to offer: the ability to be left and right, happy but depressed, full of self-love and self-loathing. Is it just utterly human to be both, or have we just become really good at lying to ourselves and others? Are we close to being incapable of living without approval-fuelled exaggeration? Or is this just the degradation of true human empowerment? So many questions without any right answers. So many questions that are hardly asked.

Fucking For What