I only started as a sex worker a few years ago so have been a civvy person for well over 50 years with a very broad ranging long term circle of friends. I have one sex worker friend whom I met on here and have met up with in person several times. I really value that friendship despite the differences in our age, cultural backgrounds and geographical distance.
It got hard to keep fibbing to all my other friends when they asked how work was going, and so I decided to tell the ones whom I see most often what I really do, including my best friend. They don't know each other so I see them each individually.
Having told them, each had exactly the same reaction after "Oh my God!" i.e how do I keep myself safe, how does it work, where do I go, what sort of men do I meet, what's the money like etc.
Since then, once the oddity (to them) of me living in a parallel universe had abated, our friendships have continued exactly as before. We chat about our families, friends and mutual interests, we meet up to eat out or trot around some beautiful scenery, have a giggle, console, encourage and support each other.
What I'm getting at here is that I realise having my civvy friends is so important to who I am, not what I do for a living, and we still have all the other same things in common and shared histories. Being me, not sex worker me, is validated by continuing my friendships, and that helps me keep a balanced outlook on my life and keep my sanity in place.