So I added the documentary After Porn Ends to my Netflix "to be watched" list and finally watched it.
Why? I have a love/hate relationship with porn. It's a tool in my orgasm arsenal, no doubt about it. I'm all about consenting adults exploring their sexual freedom - on camera - if they choose. Maybe being watched excites them or the money led them down the porn path. I can live with that. But more and more I wonder if the adults are really adults, and are they consenting? This is the hate part in my love/hate relationship with porn...I find myself contemplating what kind of person flaunts their vagina in such a public forum. What brought them to this life that I can't even fathom? Are they forced, tricked, trapped? The answere is yes, sometimes.
According to "U.S. Catholic Sisters Against Human Trafficking, a collaborative, faith-based network that offers educational programs and materials, supports access to survivor services, and engages in legislative advocacy to eradicate modern-day slavery.", 66-90% of women involved in the production of pornography were sexually abused as children. These are the perverse thoughts that cross my mind while watching porn.
In the documentary, After Porn Ends, many of the women had shame and regrets about their porn past. The stigma of pornography haunted their present and probably their futures, as well as the lives of their family and children. Some were victims of childhood abuse, and felt they had no place to turn. A couple were so miserable they attemped suicide. Others drowned their misery in drugs and alcohol. The men seemed to have no regrets and few repercussions. Go figure.