Why It’s Dangerous For Some Men To Go To Strip Clubs

Adancer explained to me why strip clubs exist on three levels.

First, they are a way for women (and men) to earn money when other options to do so are limited. They exist as a way to entertain those who are interested in what is taboo. Three, they offer men an escape from the real world.

You should reconsider if you belong to this third group and you regularly go to a strip club.

Strip clubs are a fantastic way for men to escape reality. If you’re going to a strip club because you feel something is missing in your life, you should turn around.

My first trip to a strip-club was with a close friend, and it continued the strange tradition of celebrating low-nature sexuality by inviting it. After that, every visit was all about me. I started going alone, and quite frequently.

In these visits, I was trying to find happiness by temporary satisfaction. It was to fill the voids in my life. It was to escape the reality of what I perceived as an increasingly sexualized society. It is easy for someone with this mindset to fall into the fantasy of a stripclub.

I can’t say that I blame myself for my desire to continue this fantasy. I can understand why strip clubs are appealing to men like myself and me. The majority of men enjoy going to strip clubs on a basic level. A club manager told me once, during a conversation about why men visit strip clubs: “Men enjoy seeing boobies.”

For some, the fantasy lies in the visual, and the knowledge that you can have it without any effort. But for me, my fantasy lay in the stimulation these visuals provided. I didn’t want to just see the women, but to “feel” them.

Strip clubs provided a calm, social environment that allowed me to escape my problems outside their walls. The real world was a stressful place to deal with women. Dating and relationships were difficult. I had to be charming, attractive socially and bold.

Strip clubs did not ask me to do any of these things. So long as I was able to hold a conversation and had some money, a beautiful, half-nude girl could approach me and I could enjoy her company. I could let go of the pressure for one night. This relaxed atmosphere was an absolute blessing at a time I wasn’t dating or dealing with anxiety.

You’d be surprised at how quickly the situation escalates when you turn to something to temporarily fix a real problem. The first time I went to a strip club with a friend, it heightened the development of fake connections in order to fill the emptiness that was caused by the lack a true relationship. I didn’t go to the strip clubs to be entertained i will go to PagineLuciROSSE.

Each doctor had a different way of treating me. These places were like a hospital to my loneliness.

What made me stop going? After the “treatment” that I received one late night, I felt disgusted with myself and my new man. I’ve always been proud to know that my higher self can hold my lower self at bay. The devil took the wheel that night after I knocked my angel off of my shoulder.

Without going into detail, I will say this bluntly: I accepted sexual favors from one of the females in a backroom.

This is a possibility that would excite many men. Men have asked me how they can make something like this happen. Unfortunately, I know the answer. I also remember the shame that I felt on that night.

I no longer sought temporary relief. I was so sucked into the strip club that it had become my reality. I had stopped caring what I wanted for my real life. I chose the easy way. I was in tears as I drove home. I saw myself in my most animalistic and lowest form. I did not just degrade a female; I also degraded myself to some extent.

It was because of this that I stopped going to strip clubs in order to find the things missing in my own life. I realized I needed to get back to reality, and let my higher nature once again take control. Strip clubs would never satisfy what I really wanted in life. Strip clubs would only bury me deeper into my own self-pity.

Two realizations helped me to stop using strip clubs to escape from my problems and to use them for my own ends. The first thing I did was ask myself, “What does it say about my character that I would rather spend my nights alone at a strip club with men who are exhibiting their worst side?” I believe that everyone has a lower nature, whether it is overpowering or diminished. However, this does not have to define who we are.

It’s a valid debate whether strip clubs are degrading for the dancers. But I know this: I used these women to feel better about myself, while also demeaning myself and losing my respect as a male. I didn’t wish to be “that man” anymore.

Second, I lost touch with the reality of relationships in real life when I distorted my perceptions about intimacy and companionship. Strip clubs were a great way to meet women, but the interactions there were not genuine. I lost the ability to understand how real conversations with real women worked, and became dependent on a place that removed (no pun meant) these concerns. It was a crutch which only led to a deeper void. To fill the void I needed to return to reality and let go of a world which only warped it.

Strip clubs are not for guys like me. The strip clubs are a place that is meant for mindless entertainment, but they make their money off men like me who hope it will cover the areas of my life where I am lacking. These areas are in the middle between our lower nature and higher nature. In the world of relationships we have long-term heart goals, but the urge to settle for something that is guaranteed and fake tugs at us.

It is hard to fight for the missing areas, but we shouldn’t give up in order to devalue ourselves or others. Strip clubs aren’t necessarily bad. Strip clubs can be a toxic place for men who want more than what they offer on the surface. Two hours of bliss are tempting. Stay grounded in reality. It is worth the fight.