Hey all
Something has beon on my mind, and I am wondering if you all have any advice.
A couple years ago, I told my parents I was working at the lusty lady in Seattle. They FLIPPED the fuck out. It was 100 times worst than what I pictured. Guilt trips and shame sessions galore. It got so under my skin that I ended up quitting for them. I have regretted it ever since. By my standards, that was the only decent place to dance in seattle. And they won't hire back anyone who quits, ever.
I loved, loved, loved dancing. It has been two years, and I still can't get over it. I tried the Deja Vu, and lasted a week, it was so ridiculous. There is no place for me in seattle. I can't move to San Fransisco and work at that Lusty Lady because I am committed to school and a relationship firmly planted here.
My question is, What can I do? I feel like I can't concentrate, I want to dance so bad. Driving to portland won't work because of my schedule and crappy car.
Do I need to just let go and accept my low paying shit job as a barista?
I feel totally stuck.
Any advice much appreciated. Thanks ladies,
love,
Heidi




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