How Do I Take Her Out Of My Head?
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Basically, she just dominated my mental landscape.
We get in touch at least once a day. Texting, phone calls, pls-come-over-here conversation.
Really, then I realized something is not right. You probably know what it is.
I can't fall in love with this dancer, she is basically an 'artiste' who performs to make a buck.
I guess this is the moment where I should rationalize how crazy this setup is.
"The hooker with a heart of Gold." as said by the blogger actually is what I was thinking about her.
She managed to pull me into her life that is real, no pretense it-is-what-it-is what-you-see-is-what-you-get situation. I just love her real persona, she is so awesome to be with. We actually have a connection and she knows that as well. We just automatically click naturally.
Her daughter who is so sweet and playful has won my heart, wishing I was the dad who is nowhere near within one hundred miles.
And so, Mr.Logic is telling me how stupid I am to be falling for this. And yet I am what you can now call a believer, thinking she is not doing OTC with other men.
I must be crazy and stupid at the same time.
If I don't bail out within two weeks, I will fall in love with this dancer who is going ruin my clubbing and easygoing lifestyle.
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@SportingChance, awesome man, I don't have that luxury. I will fall in love if I don't find the right mindset.
Yes his mother puts food on the table by fucking men. Now, for close to a year I am the only OTC customer. Am I in love? No. Am I still enthralled, bedeviled, and enchanted? Yup. Have I spent way too much on this vixen? Assuredly! Do I regret it? Not for a minute. Life's too short to beat ourselves up by trying to re-live what might have been different. Follow your heart.
Your only real problem will be dealing with her career. If you can swallow hard and put up with it until such time as you can offer her something else you may have a pot of gold. At the worst you will end up where you are.
My ATF and I did the same thing and exchanged the love statements. I still love her. We both said it wasn't in the way a husband and wife love, but the way you love a friend. Or a parent and child love. In our case it was the latter. I am 32 years older than her.
By the way, have you fucked her yet?
By the way, I spent the whole evening with her a while ago. All the trappings of a legit relationship, I'm starting to hate this as I'm feeling like there are already walls around me, walls designed to lessen my lifestyle.
You can see where I'mgoing with this. Just looking out for you.
How to know when a stripper doesn't want to see you anymore? She asks for a loan.
After saying that, one stripper must not have considered me gone. She went to work somewhere else without asking me for anything. I saw her two years later and she tried to pick up where we left off.