Question:

Write this in first person using as many details, emotions, adjectives, adverbs etc to express the emotions and experience related below.

Please just take your time with this and do not take out details but instead elaborate on the experience to bring it to life, add humor or display the seriousness of being homeless etc.

Reference:

Despite the financial independence that I finally had again for the first time after prison I still felt like I was in prison because I never had any privacy and always had to be with people traveling or catering to their sexual desires. It was a service and I had to cater to what the client's wanted. Most of these guys didn't fit in society physically. They were big in all the wrong spots. However despite this they were amazing people deep down that I would have never gotten to know otherwise. Several of my clients were physicians, lawyers, financial managers financial advisors, software developers, It managers, marketing managers, mechanical engineers, research analysts, technicians, construction managers, electricians and educators just to name a few. I admired my clients and knew that we needed more people like them in society. They really enjoyed my companionship and I was constantly told that I have an amazing combination of sexiness, masculinity and intelligence that was rare. I felt the need to make sure that they were sexually taken care of and could sense the happiness this brought them.

Most of the clients knew it was a business relationship however I could sense that some of them took it as a boyfriend relationship and were texting me everyday along with the new clients trying to book me. At the same time I was getting back to the gym for the first time since the accident. My body dysmorphia was becoming overwhelming again consuming my thoughts. I never thought that I looked muscular or good enough to fit into society. Growing up being bullied and made fun of and called a skinny fag and never fitting in greatly contributed to this feeling that seemed to never go away despite the compliments by the clients that my body looked like a Greek god. I still felt I did not look good enough. Deep down I was very insecure so continued to hit the gym hard to try to get more muscular and attractive so that when I looked in the mirror I would one day be happy with my appearance. It became an obsession.