In view of the fact that i've found a DC i've been ending my OTC relationships with strippers. Video girl, free girl, and ginger bread were the first to go. They were easy. I was never too attached to them. DS III was a lot harder but she had to go so I did it. She wood have given me an std eventually so it's just as well.
But today's was a 1000 times harder than the others. Today, I sent the original DS a text telling her that I can't see her any more. I agonized over that message for several days but in the end it was clearly the right thing to do.
I've learned something through all of this. I already knew this to be true of course but it's easy to forget. We all need to be reminded of this sometimes.
It's easy to fall in love with a strippers. Especially a DS. Cause she was perfect. Or nearly so. Only one thing was missing. It wasn't real. It was the most amazing fantasy imaginable. But it was paid. It wasn't real.
So call me captain obvious but what I was reminded of is this. Strippers are great fun, but they can never substitute for the real thing. They may give us their bodies completely, and they can perform every sexual act imaginable, but they only do it for money. They can't compare to a woman who does all of those same things out of love.
I'll miss the DS more than words can express. She got me through a very hard part of my life, and i'll always have wonderful memories of her. But it was time to let her go. Cause it wasn't real.
So this stage of the soap opera ends. I'll still visit strip clubs. I'll still get lap dances. I'll still be on tuscl But for now at least i'm done with the girlfriend experiences with strippers.
You can go back to worrying that donald trump might blow up the world now.


Duh