Object/commodity

I think it’s nearly impossible to be sure of what you like/want when you’re introduced to sex as an object because your role is just to embody what other people want. I think that sometimes when women become too aware of their objecthood they try to take control of it by turning themselves into commodities, but as a commodity your sexuality is 100% what other people want you to be and 0% what you authentically are. You’re trying to supply a demand. You’re turning your selfhood into a marketing tool, and your self worth and your identity get all tangled up in who wants you and what they want you to be, which is the shittiest thing because you have the illusion of power, of being able to manipulate those who want what you’re selling, but really your whole existence just becomes the equivalent of one giant fake orgasm. You’re getting others off by trying to convince them and yourself that you can get off just because they want you.