In the new couple stage, you’re supposed to be getting to know all of the little things about each other that you didn't know before.It should be a time full of laughs, sleepovers, ice cream runs, spontaneous adventures, and new favorite shows on Netflix, not full of stubbornness, confusion, tears, or periods of silence.She isn’t used to getting flowers or little presents just because.She’s used to getting flowers after each time he had cheated on her.She isn’t used to feeling like she can be herself in front of a boy that she cares about.She isn't used to feeling accepted for all that she is, the good and the bad.Her name is Becky and she was the youngest woman I ever dated in the past 3 years.We didn’t meet on a dating site but in an actual strip club.
Or, maybe she didn’t have to say anything, but through her actions and attitude, you’re able to gather bits and pieces about her painful past.
I wound up in the strip club from a double date I was on with a woman I had met online and another couple who invited us.
It was not my first choice for a date, but I took one for the team.
She said over and over again she wished she had never set foot in that club and how it had ruined her life but now couldn’t afford to quit (it appeared she was addicted) Again, all I can say is, wow what a damaged woman my true story of dating a stripper is one that maybe I wish I could forget.
You may or may not have heard her background story from friends.
My date had a friend who was dating a wealthy business guy who apparently was a regular patron of strip clubs.