Prostitute's Diary

People!
Here is the abstract of the prostitute’s diary. Are you able to understand her? Do you have any compassion? Or is she a stupid girl with no brains at all?

I am a prostitute. And I can not give it up for the last four years. I am an ordinary nice girl who walks the streets and uses public transport. But I go to saunas at nights. I can not say that I earn well. It is enough to live and study. There were interruptions from six months to a year. Now I am here again after a three-month break. I can not take it anymore. I really want to stop doing this. I constantly find myself in depression. For your information, I do not drink alcohol, do not take drugs, only smoke. I try to develop myself constantly, read books on psychology and NLP, Castaneda; attend courses of design and photography...
One of the reasons for doing the work now - I need a professional camera in order to begin photographing seriously. And I say to myself: "Well, be patient, my dear, buy a camera and that’s all, never again!" But somehow it seems that soon this camera will gather a dust on the shelf, and I'll go back to work for earning, let’s say, for the car.
I need to make one step back, understand, get a good job… But I think I am mentally ill already - the cost for my work. I’ve become to afraid of all men, people, sometimes I have intense panic, palpitations, dizziness, there were various phobias ... I am so entangled in myself and I am probably jealous of ordinary people ... But still, I do believe that I’ll select from all this ...