As a former underage prostitute myself, I cannot abide people who want to claim that sex work is somehow "empowering."
Why? Because when I was a 17 year old prostitute, I was also taughttaught!to spout the "this is my choice and I am defying society!" line. I thought I was taking ownership of my sexuality. I thought I was saying a huge "fuck you" to the man.
It took years for the programming to fall out of my head. Years to realize what I'd actually been used for, and who had benefited from that. Years to get to know a lot of other prostitutes and strippers and such who had serious psychological problems because of what they were doing--and many of them still claimed to "love" their work.
Many of us, whether we are sex workers or not, decide to love what we do, even if it was not what we would first have wanted. Many women have chosen to love their husbands in arranged marriages. To love the husband chosen for you, or the one profession that is open to you in desperate times, can make things easier on a day to day basis. It is in us to love even captors and enslavers--Stockholm Syndrome is very real and applies to many women's relationships with pimps and madams.
But many of the sex workers I know who "love" what they're doing are also downing Xanax like there is no tomorrow, or have made special rules that their boyfriends can no longer touch certain parts of their bodies that now feel dirty and bad because of the way clients have touched them, or find themselves on inexplicable, frequent crying jags or having PTSD flashbacks. Then they go right back to telling people how everything is fine.
Women are trained to say everything is fine and that they are doing just fine, because when women say "I am not fine! I am vulnerable!", especially from socially vulnerable positions, men's reaction is to mock or rape them. It's like a wounded animal trying desperately to act normal so that the rest of the pack won't tear it apart or abandon it.