Is it normal to accept $1000 for a sexual favor?
I was playing at one of the Blackjack tables at the Atlantic City Hilton and the guy next to me won big after a winning streak, where he was doubling up. He'd been showing interest in me all night. He followed me to the ladies room and offered me $1000 just for a handjob in his hotel room. I was a college student and really struggling for money and I knew that $1000 would get me back in the black. So I agreed, went to his room, got the money up front, and it was all over in five minutes.
Am I a terrible person?
If so, why?
Can someone explain to me why what I did was so morally wrong? (Please don't quote the Bible because humans wrote that, not God.)
Do I lack a moral compass?
I treat others with kindness and generosity, I never steal and hardly ever lie. Does all of that pale into significance because I'm now a whore?
Does that one act completely define who I am, even though I'm in grad school and achieve highly and have a good skill set?
I don't have a boyfriend so it's not like I'm cheating on anyone. But I now feel like I have a terrible secret and often I can't look people in the eye anymore. I made the mistake of telling my best friend and she told someone else. Now I'm paranoid that everyone knows, which they probably do. I became incredibly depressed and attempted suicide by overdosing on sleeping pills, a whole bottle of Temazepam. In a drugged stupor I managed to call 911 and an ambulance loaded me into the back on a gurney. I remember being in the hospital and heard the nurses yelling at me telling me to swallow this tube so they could pump my stomach. It was SO uncomfortable to swallow a dry long tube. It was so long and I had to keep gulping to get it to go further down my esophagus. I heard a machine whirring which was probably a pump. After a while they told me they were putting charcoal in my stomach to soak up what they couldn't pump out. I feel sort of glad I'm still alive but still depressed and paranoid. I wish I could turn the clock back. I shouldn't have told my friend about the handjob. I've learned to keep my mouth shut the hard way (no jokes about BJs, please). Nor will I ever again betray another person's confidence.