I broke up with my boyfriend a few months ago, but it's turned out to be one of those slow fade out breakups, where neither of you can just call it quits for good.
Well, thins are getting more and more tense and it's becoming clear it really might be at the bitter end.
And now I find I just can't stand dancing anymore. It makes me feel so angry and bitter and lonely. I feel like nothing but a piece of meat. I'm sorry this is so negative, I don't mean to suggest that anyone else should feel "objectified" by dancing. I didn't, I used to LOVE dancing. But somehow now, it just feels too draining to be sexual with strange men (in any capacity) when I have no one to go home to and give me something back.
I have no idea what to do. I have hit burn out monumentally hard, but I am still very dependent on it for my income right now. Moving out of our home ate up all that was left of my savings. I dread going in and I just hate it. I used to be one of those girls who always looks like she's having a blast. Now, it's a rare occasion when I can bring myself to look a customer in the eye and smile for a second. I had to quit one club I worked at because the contact dances were too much for me.
Th sex industry can be so lonely when you have to sleep in an empty at the end of the night.
Has anyone ever felt this way?



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