Girl died last week ....
cube242
Florida
Never posted on here before but need some advice and cant get it from anyone I know.
I've only been to a few clubs in my life so figures this would happen when I start going. Two weeks ago I went to a club and hooked up with a girl, with very little damage to my wallet. I was supposed to go back and see her the following week but I didn't go as I didn't feel like it at the time.
Well, I found out that the girl died last week. Overdosed at her home. I pretty much feel like shit. I'm sure plenty of guys gave her money and whatnot at the club but I just cant get guilty feelings out of my head. She was a real sweet girl and I don't think I'll ever go into a strip club again.
Anyone ever have something similiar happen?
I've only been to a few clubs in my life so figures this would happen when I start going. Two weeks ago I went to a club and hooked up with a girl, with very little damage to my wallet. I was supposed to go back and see her the following week but I didn't go as I didn't feel like it at the time.
Well, I found out that the girl died last week. Overdosed at her home. I pretty much feel like shit. I'm sure plenty of guys gave her money and whatnot at the club but I just cant get guilty feelings out of my head. She was a real sweet girl and I don't think I'll ever go into a strip club again.
Anyone ever have something similiar happen?
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Her death really rocked me. Yeah, I'd seen her nude in person, but I'd also sat in her kitchen and told jokes with her. I knew her non porn persona.
When a guy takes his lfe, we say that he took the coward's way out. When a female takes her life, we say it's tragic because females are nurturers and caretakers.
You don't know all her issues. A number of porn actresses have taken their lives, but it's been because of drug issues.
I had just started seven years of counseling and therapy when Savannah took her life. I had guilt, but far more survivor's guilt because I had survived military missions where others didn't.
Therefore I suggest the following:
If you can afford it, see a shrink (300 per hour).
If you can't, go to a church and ask about counseling (it's free).
Eventually, though, as part of your treatment, you're going to have to go back to a strip joint. Don't go to hers because that would be too overwhelming, and damaging. After several trips, you'll find that your experience was onetime fluke.
I do heavily recommend the counseling/shrink visit because you might have more than survivor's guilt.
But really, suck it up, this is not on you. We are not responsible for the lives of every girl we fuck.
It may sound cold, but unless you were directly involved, it is not something for you to get worried about.
if you cannot keep an emotional detachment from strippers, then you need to stay out of clubs.
For the record, I really don't feel like I have an emotional attachment to any of the girls, this was just something that made me stop and think about the entire club scene I guess.
My SO has taught me a great deal about drug addicts. She was an addict on the streets of Philly for 4 years. Her mom died of a heroin overdose when my SO was 5 years old. She also had friends in Philly who suffered overdoses, and she had a friend who died of complications from a needle-caused blood infection. In all of these cases, the addiction was stronger than anything else in their lives. They did all kinds of things to get money for drugs. Stripping, prostituting, stealing. Who provided them the money was of little consequence. If not someone in a club, then someone else on the street; or a pawn shop, or by panhandling, or by ripping off their friends.
So I think it is right to grieve. But I don't think it is right to feel guilty unless you put the drugs in her hands.
Having said that, I also have the personal experience of being with a person who was addicted, and I did everything I could to prevent it and to help turn it around. It took a huge effort; it hurt my career and was a factor in the failure of my marriage. But it was worth it. So if you find yourself where you know, and you can do something, that is the time to either get in or get out.
As for strip clubs, I still go, but I'm not a passive participant, and I'm not shy about giving advice to girls who seem to be in need. But I'm under no illusion that I can save them.
You don't say how old you are. If you're younger, you may not be hardened to life enough yet. It's a process. If you're older, no offense intended.
I've been acquainted with four dancers who died, two by natural causes, one by accident and one suicide. It is rough when someone you come into contact with on a regular or semi-regular basis passes away. In one of these cases I did feel a heavy degree of guilt for a variety of reasons. I've got over it. You just need to put things into perspective.
The lesson in all this: you can have fun and still treat everybody as a fellow human being. I'm always amazed about some of the cruel bashing of dancers that comes from a small minority on this forum. They are service workers we all appreciate. In the final analysis, we're all human.
Let it go. Nothing to do with you.
Recognize that the chick who will be grinding on your lap later tonight is a human life. Don't forget to give her a genuine hug after you're done dancing...even if she's a R.O.B. Who knows, it might keep her from offing herself later in the dark corridors of addiction.
that is a great damned comment! I am hardened from years of these kind of women, but regardless of what I think of some of them, they should be appreciated for what they do, it is not an easy job! (look at some of the guys in the clubs!)
The thing I personally worry about is that there is one specific dancer at my favorite club I've bought dances from (and they were low mileage which sucked). This particular dancer got her name in the press for getting busted for methamphetamine possession. It's fairly amazing she continues to dance there considering everyone seems to know of her drug habit and legal issues (thanks to banging the owner). How are you supposed to deal with that?
Twice in my business life I had to deal with the accidental death of employees (my company was oil exploration and production). Those deaths will haunt me until I die. I worked my way through these tragedies by involving myself in the lives of the surviving families to whatever degree the survivors accepted. One family accepted my financial help for many years and the other accepted financial and emotional help. For a little daughter in that family I became a surrogate uncle. I proposed the toast to the bride at her wedding years after the terrible accident.
Cube. step back from clubbing for a while. See how your feelings evolve. If you choose to seek therapy be brutally honest with the therapist and yourself.
Best wishes.
I know of only one girl who died; it was of an OD. Didn't see her the year before she died because she moved to another club, but everyone who was a regular at her old club knew her because she was sexy as hell. What can you do besides patronize her work and try to be friendly and, possibly, give good advice if she asks for it?
If I may make an observation: I have never seen an outpouring of support, and an indication that TUSCL is indeed a community of people, until this thread. cube242, I thank you for that as well.
I lost my cousin to a heroin overdose when I was 16. She was 17 at the time. I'll never forget seeing that beautiful girl in the casket. Don't have much else to say about it honestly.
BTW, I am in my late 20s, didn't do much clubbing until 2-3 years ago when a girl that I cared about left me. It was a pretty bad period in my life. I only really go to two clubs in Miami when I travel there every summer, and the one club locally where this happened.
Sharkhunter brought up the issue of the girl's names .... well the local club I go to posts updates about what is going on at their club via facebook everyday. Most of the strippers working at the club are listed as facebook friends using their real names.(Yea, no rocket scientists I guess!) I went on the other day to see what was going on at the club that night and some of the dancers were posting RIP messages to her stage name. Real name was in the local obits the next morning.
Thank you everyone
The *next* time that I was at the club, I wanted to be sure to tell Eliza that I wasn't blowing her off before. I asked for her at the door, and the girl there told me that she had been killed in a traffic accident the previous night. Even though it was an accident (so I know my semi-blow-off didn't affect it), I still felt like shit.
It's forever colored the way that I treat dancers now - kinda like mmdv's "Recognize ..." comment.