It is not “posting a few pics and getting rich” It is running a full scale digital business where we are the product, the brand, the marketing team, customer support, PR, legal risk, and emotional labor all at once.
We conceptualize content, plan shoots, manage lighting, editing, scheduling, and consistency across multiple platforms just to stay visible in algorithms that actively punish inactivity. We market nonstop while navigating constantly shifting platform rules that can erase income overnight through shadowbans, reports, or policy changes. We manage subscriptions, pricing, custom requests, retention, upsells, daily engagement, and audience psychology in an oversaturated market where attention is fleeting and competition is ruthless.
On top of that, we face unprovoked harassment simply for working. Strangers feel entitled to insult us, degrade us, moralize our existence, and treat us as less intelligent or less human because of how we earn money. People project resentment and insecurity onto us, then turn around and claim we “don’t have real jobs” while actively consuming or obsessing over the content they pretend to hate.
There is no HR department. No paid time off. No benefits. No guaranteed paycheck. Income fluctuates based on algorithms, audience behavior, platform instability, and public sentiment. We are always “on” because disappearing for even a short period can permanently damage earnings and visibility.
And unlike most jobs, our work follows us everywhere. It is permanent, searchable, and endlessly judged by people who will never meet us but feel comfortable forming loud opinions about our character, intelligence, and worth.
Calling this “easy” says less about the work and more about how quickly people dismiss labor once it becomes sexualized, stigmatized, or financially successful outside traditional systems. If it were actually easy, everyone would be doing it successfully. Most don’t last.
You don’t have to respect the industry. You don’t have to participate in it. But pretending it isn’t demanding, mentally taxing, real work is willful ignorance at best and insecurity at worst.


This bitch can now dress up as a witch for Halloween.