6 months in

I don't even know where to begin. My strip club journey has been crazy. I've only been dancing about 6 months. (With a 4 month break in between) I've cane along way since my first article "How I accidentally became a stripper" and feel the urge to share. If you haven't read my other article I suggest you start there.

I encountered my first girls that were 2nd generation dancers. I suddenly feel bad after feeling like I had a bad life (not really assuming girls who's mothers were strippers had it bad) but I've met 2 girls who were 2nd generation in this industry. One who's mom worked at a hostess and another who's mother was a dancer who I actually WORKED WITH when I first started. Less than 6 months ago. Funny thing about her is that her mother tells people she has no kids. I met her by accident at another club and she told me her mother worked there.

It's really crazy to know that. I know they lived a comfortable life, but at the same time probably lacking attention they deserved. I have a 2 year old and although I spoil him as much as I can, I feel like I don't spend as much time with him as I would like. Working nights, in heels all the time, staying up all night, then sleeping almost all day , just to get rest to work again. On my days off my first day in tired ALL. DAY. LONG. second day I spend time with him. If I actually take 3 days off I spend it all day with him, which I never regret, but then I feel anxious like in being irresponsible because I have bills to pay.

Anyway, I love my job. I used to think guys were creeps who went to strip clubs and dirty and girls were all sluts. As I explained in my previous article the women I met were surprisingly normal.