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Baby Strippers...
…Who don’t know what they’re doing are the cutest thing
Baby strippers who THINK they know what they’re doing are terrifying
I have a baby stripper from hell who thinks she knows what she’s doing at my main club ughhh
Strippers
Do you guys think us as strippers encourage some pedophiles or fulfill their needs somehow with a girl at the club who looks like a teenager?
Something that went through my mind because I danced for a middle aged man a week ago & he asked me how old I was so I ask how old he thought I was & he said “15-16” and I was like “why? Would you care if I was that young” And he literally responded “hell no that’d be awesome”
It got me to think “does he come here to not push his urges onto very young girls in real life, etc…
I could easily see this being the case. I'm 18 but look like your average middle schooler. Men that go for me often say how sweet and innocent I look, and a lot give off a rather creepy vibe.
All these butthurt strippers are still reblogging my post and talking shit over a joke lmao. This shit is great
If people don’t find your joke funny, it’s not funny and not a good joke and you should be a decent person and acknowledge that you’re not funny or you’d never know how not-funny you are and that’s going to be soooooo embarrassing when you think you’re funny and you’re not at all…….like, in front of people…*inhale* not just directed to this douche nozzle but everyone who makes sex workers the punchline of a joke.
Its okay for people to make fun of us and make us the punchline, but if we do it to men, were horrible people and get called every name in the book. Logical.
Why people get trapped by Emotional Abusers & Why it’s not their fault
(these imply to platonic and romantic relationships)
1. Attachment
The Emotional Abuser gives you attention: they make you feel flattered, loved and important. You start to believe that they genuinely care about you. They might even think that they do by themselves since they internally justify all their doings. Normally this kind of attachment would lead to a healthy bonding and a closer relationship. With the Emotional Abuser it leads to some levels of addiction and dependency on the victim’s part which is never their fault. Emotional Abusers’ behaviour exploits normal emotional bonding to another human being.
2. Guilt
In some point in the relationship you notice that it’s all about their needs. The Abuser might do something that hurts your feelings and bringing it up leads them to reason why it’s actually your fault and why you have to take responsibility for it. They make up convincing excuses why it’s not their job to do it, why it’s absolutely unreasonable of you to ask for it and so on. In other words: they Guilt-trip you. The Emotional Abuser believes they have no responsibility for their behaviour or feelings. If they feel uncomfortable by something in the relationship they will manipulate you to take the blame instead of trying to work things out. Guilt-tripping makes the victim submit and erodes their sense of emotional and physical boundaries since they are made to believe it’s their job to cater on Abuser’s needs.
3. Cognitive dissonance
After the idealization pace the Emotional Abuser will move to a devaluing pace. Catering to their needs is not enough anymore and you feel you can’t do anything right no matter what you do. The pace starts when the Abuser feels you are getting emotionally too close and/or you are trying to hold them accountable for something they have done. Emotional Abusers are afraid of responsibility and intimacy so they will try to push you away. They use manipulation: Gaslighting and Guilt-tripping to force you into silence and to take all the responsibility for the relationship. They give you Silent Treatment which is justified by some clever excuses. Emotional Abusers believe they are entitled to absolute emotional comfort even when it means abusing other people.
Because you remember how well they used to treat you, your mind has a hard time accepting they are not the person you thought they were. In fact you might start to make excuses for them in your head because they have manipulated you to think nothing is their fault. It is extremely difficult to get away from the Abuser’s emotional trap because they take advantage of the victim’s emotional bonding to them and give false hope that the relationship could be “fixed”. You are misled into thinking that if you just learn not to be so “needy” and “selfish”, the Abuser will reward you with the loving behaviour they demonstrated in the beginning.
Aftermath
The Emotional Abuser has no intention to take responsibility for what their abusive behaviour has caused to you because they have normalized and justified it in their head. Not all of the Abusers are so sure of themselves but need a lot of internal convincing and validation from others so that they can feel good about themselves which is their goal: not having to deal with responsibility or emotional labour. After all Emotional Abusers are not Disney villains but people who are so selfish that they lack of motivation to learn how to not hurt people.
There are two ways how the trap can break: the victim quits all contact with the Abuser or the Abuser leaves the victim. The latter one occurs if the Emotional Abuser feels they have to deal with too much because of the victim. The Abuser might feel threatened by the victim if the victim is making the Abuser feel bad about themself by calling out their abusive behaviour. The Emotional Abuser thinks that they are actually the victim in the relationship because the real Victim is making them feel bad and scared. The Abuser is genuinely afraid that they would have to deal with negative emotions that taking responsibility would require.
In the end the Emotional Abuser ends the relationship with some dramatic note in which they project all their feelings into the victim: you are the abuser, you have harmed them, you have threatened them. This is their way of securing their own emotional well-being as they refuse to acknowledge the reality. Just remember that it was NOT your fault and you are not responsible for their horrible behaviour. Abusive relationships are based on a power imbalance and therefore there is no such a thing as “mutually abusive”. You are nothing like your abuser.
I wish I would have had this information when I was 21. Read this, stay smart, stay safe, and don’t waste 3 years of your life like I did.
I wasted 6 years of my 20s trapped in an emotionally abusive relationship. Putting the pieces together is hard, and leaving is even harder. This is a realty good and straight forward piece that pulls it apart.
THIS IS SO VALID. Y’all don’t understand unless you’ve been in it. It’s SO EASY to say “Just leave!” on the outside, but you have no idea how hard it is to actually DO THAT. And it happens so…EASILY. You don’t even realize it’s happening until it’s too late. They condition you and break you down to build you back up into what they want you to be, and when it comes time that you think “Oh shit, I need to get out”, you’re fighting yourself on WHY you DESERVE to get out. You’re conditioned to believe you’re damaged goods, and that no one wants you. And what’s even worse is typically with the alienation, you lose touch with your circle of people who love you and want to help you. And don’t even get me started on when you leave. The game changes completely, and the only way to stay out is minimal to no contact with your abuser, which is even harder if you have kids with them.
Ugh yes I wish I read this sooner I wasted 3 years of my life with two HORRIBLE men. Absolutely manipulative. Zach and Levi are my biggest mistakes I’ve ever made in my entire life. I’m so glad to be out of that situation and out from under their thumb. Freedom never felt so good. Love never felt so good. A real true relationship never felt so good. I feel like I live a Disney type of life style because I was treated so badly by men for such a long time. Like I probably will most likely never end up leaving my boyfriend because I have found someone that has done the opposite of everything my ex’s have done to/for me. Like seriously. I’m listened to and understood. He’s patient with me and has never threatened me or raised his voice at me. He’s never told me things to hurt my feelings and then take it back and say he only said it cause he knew it hurt me. Like he never purposefully does things to be mean or spite me. Like you only treat people as good as you treat yourself. And to find someone emotionally stable and mentally stable enough to love another person selflessly, is one in a million. I will forever be grateful that God gave me my boyfriend. Because he knew damn well how much I deserved him, and how much he deserves me. We treat each other like royalty. And he gives me space and I give him space yet we hang out every day and I am still not tired of him two years later. He looks at me with such love in his eyes. Like the type of love I’ve been wanting to give and receive. Selfless love. And that’s way more important than sex and random flings to me. To come home and curl up in a bed with someone who has never yelled or threatened me who has never said anything to make me scared or flair my anxiety, who has never scared me or made me feel worried or threatened. I feel safe happy and so in love.
Usually my average nightly earnings on a given weekend night average somewhere between $300-$450, but for the past couple of weekend nights I’ve been making over $700.
I usually don’t sell any rooms or cabanas but last night I sold two half hours and a fifteen minute and I’m SO damn proud of myself and just wanted to share. :)
Every time something like this happens, I feel like it was a fluke, because in my mind, hustle-wise, I’m still where I was when I first started stripping and I haven’t improved. But I’m telling myself that this has happened several times now so maybe I really am just getting better. Which is hard to believe because we rarely notice gradual changes in ourselves and I don’t feel like I’m doing anything different and if you asked me to describe my hustle style I would tell you I don’t even have a hustle. But I guess I do?? Idk it’s weird to think about but I’m so happy and proud of myself. It took me a year and a half to get here, and I still constantly go through imposter syndrome in terms of stripping but I’m trying to be nicer to myself because I think that regarding every night of accomplishments as a fluke was part of the problem.
But anyways, yeah; super proud of myself right now! I’m going to treat myself to something small and nice like a chipotle burrito, and start shopping around for a car. If I can keep things up, I really will be able to get it by April!
Ahhhhh good job!!! And good luck on getting your car♡♡
yaaa big woman ting!!! :)
Great! I've been doing better too. I'm very new, and at the little trash club I'm at I've never made over 100 until last Friday, nearly 300. I'm glad others are doing better too :)
I don't have a problem w/strippers and if u wanna sell ur body to gross men that's ur choice BUT pole dancing isn't stripping, pole takes ATHLETIC SKILL, im not just shakin my ass n picking up two-dollar bills w/my vagina. just because I pole dance 4 fitness and 2 express myself creatively doesn't mean i want ppl to assume i'm a trashy bimbo w/daddy issues.
Wow! You packed so much in here.
First of all, I’m not selling my body to gross old men.
There’s a few misconceptions in that one sentence alone. You may have noticed I’m home in my bathrobe, alone with my dogs, having finished my gyro, answering this. How did I get my body back?! Did I buy it back? Doesn’t that defeat the purpose of selling it? Maybe he GAVE it back to me out of charity when he was done using it, is that it?
So —taking this ask at face value—i’m gonna say your feminist praxis needs a bit of a refresher. Women—all women, and tbh all people as little as I care for men—are living beings with agency and calculating capabilities. We calculate our best options and go from there. We are not tissues to be used, regardless of that fervid and foetid radfem rhetoric. They only regard certain women as people anyway.
And then, if you’re talking to me, you know my stance on pole dancing. You know that western appropriation narratives aside, the reason you want pole dance specifically to be your fitness routine and not mallakhamb (which doesn’t welcome women anyway) or aerialism, is that neither have been sexy and appealing background props setting the standards of female desirability for the past twenty years.
Strippers have.
You want to look like a stripper. You want that slumming, dangerous, mysterious aura, you want to walk with confidence like I walk in 8” heels, you want to look like men pay you hundreds of dollars because you’re desirable.
You want to feel edgy and desirable.
That’s why you haven’t run off to cirque du soleil, nor are you calling aerialists tramps.
With that cleared up, let’s go back to your first point:
You do have a problem with strippers. Your problem: you want our aura and desirability and not the stigma, not the danger, not the real threat of losing homes/jobs/family/scholarships/children/careers/futures.
You know that the edginess you crave comes at a price, and your way of dealing with this is NOT to combat stripper stigma, your way of dealing with this is to play up respectability politics for all you’re worth, widening the dichotomy between pure you and filthy us, too busy selling our bodies to dirty old men to develop the skills and grace you so admire.
And to a certain degree this makes sense. It will work for you, sort of. There are people who will buy it, mostly other women who have the same investment in maintaining respectability politics.
Men, babe, are never going to believe you, and they are never going to care.
BUT! There’s another option. Instead of crying when someone asks if you’re a stripper after a certain effortfull routine, sobbing like strippers can’t climb a pole through shoulder mounts backward and then do a drop in a straddle split catching themselves an inch above the floor in 8” heels, instead of reassuring yourself that we’re all mushy muscles barely able to stagger around the pole, making your tricks all the more unique and special—
The next time someone asks if you’re a stripper you could say:
No! But isn’t it amazing that they manage to do this in heels?
No, I’m not a stripper, but I’m flattered you think I have that self confidence!
No, I’m not a stripper but I’ve thought about it, but the stigma scares me.
No, I’m not a stripper but their skills and bravery inspire me and my classmates!
No, I’m not a stripper, and it makes me nervous that you would ask that bc sex work is so loaded and sex workers are murdered and discriminated against, so I get defensive about this but I’m trying to fight it and support strippers in ending sex worker stigma, starting with myself.
No, I’m not a stripper and I get tense about that question because of daddy issues stereotypes but isn’t it so fucked up that strippers (and other women) are the butt of jokes about male pattern abuse? 1 in 3 or 4 women is abused in her life time, usually by a family member or an intimate partner. You know someone who is the butt of that joke, stripper or not. And issues are a valid response to abuse across the spectrum, not just for strippers.
No, I’m not a stripper but I love them and I’m jealous they get to wear fancy outfits.
No, I’m not a stripper because they’re an exploited labour class and i enjoy my pole work best without having to give a percent of my income to a man who doesn’t deserve it.
No, I’m not a stripper, and they don’t pick up dollars with their vaginas either because unlike customers (who stick dollars in their mouths) none of us are interested in getting hepatitis.
So these are some potential answers for you! Hope this helps and thanks for indulging me.
Love, your friend,
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👏👏👏 This is the greatest.
Reblog and you’ll find money soon!
Yes.
Also weird I reblobbed the other money one last night and a freelance check I invoiced for a month ago came in.
reblobbed
seriously have nothing to lose
Did it once might as well let it stack. At least I’m not buying loto tickets
You guys, I reblogged this 2 days ago out of desperation. Today I was looking through my old wallet for coins to go to the vending machine because that’s all I can fucking afford. I haven’t touched this thing since July/ August. When I found a disappointing 15 cents in the coin pocket I went to the billfold to see if any coins were in there. That’s when I saw them. 5 crisp bills amounting to $22. I literally screamed and danced around my room out of joy before remembering that I’d reblogged this post.
Tl;dr - This post is fucking magical and actually worked for me.
I’m broke as fuck. Money gods pls send me like 100k.
I never reblog these, let’s give it a shot. BIG MONEY, BIG MONEY
I reblogged this last week and withing an hour I got a client after a month of silence! Literally gave me money to eat for the rest of the month.
Crazy enough but my mom randomly gave me 200 dollars after I reblogged one of these the other day…
Reblobbed.
I have a theory that these posts actually gather energy from the wishes of people who reblog them and that’s why they work. Plus, yanno, they get passed around by witches…a lot. :)
being bisexual and having different feelings when ur attracted to guys than when u are to girls is so hard to explain bc being attracted to a guy is like “ah” and being attracted to a girl is like “oo” but that doesn’t make any sense to anyone but me
When you get just over $50 on a Friday night
Excerpt from my literature book
"My best friend is an exotic dancer. I have tried to help her to find a less degrading way to earn a living, but she doesn't see the need to stop yet." IDK I can't put my finger on it but seeing this in my book definitely put me in that "oh, really?" sort of mood lol
New girls cry too fucking easily. I had to tell this bitch about herself last night and she gon go to the back and cry then have the nerve to tell people I was going to fight her… like if I wanted to hit you I would have done it, why are you bawling in the smoke room?!
Seriously though, baby strippers overall have gotten soft the past year or so. I watched a new chick break down and cry on her first night because someone offered her money to go home with them. I don’t know what they thought they were walking into
You might be right. I just don’t understand why she went to the smoke room and felt the need to cry like I threatened to kill her. If you can’t accept that you did something wrong just go home, no body should have to baby you ass. That shit really made me mad.
And like wtf is even the point of crying over it?
The few times i’ve had disagreements with other dancers, i’ll just apologize and sell them a package or get a customer to make it rain on them. Money makes everybody friends again in stripper land
Especially because the altercation was because of money, it really would have fixed it. Now she just made me act more cut throat towards her.
I was that baby stripper 😭 when I first started id go hide in the bathroom and cry because I have such bad social anxiety. Never in front of anyone though. I try to hide it. I agree though it’s annoying af when girls cry in the dressing room over nonsense
I cried because I was told I was a fat slob who should kill herself and made the other dancers look shitty. Otherwise, I did pretty good
Yah I cried when my manager called me fat and when I heard a PL song not long after our breakup but that’s it
one time a girl yelled at me in the dressing room and I literally cried for three days. Like LITERALLY. This is not an exaggeration. Also I was not a baby stripper. This was less than two years ago.
But like obviously this is not a normal reaction. I cry very easily, and especially when it concerns social interaction and the smallest hint of any kind of rejection. I am a super sensitive person beyond what is reasonable thanks to/as an extension of ~Mental Health Issues~ and tbh this is one of my biggest fears when I think about leaving sex work. People don’t like criers and don’t take them seriously in professional settings. But yeah I totally tried to hide it and would never go cry openly in the dressing room. And her saying you tried to fight her is fucked up and stupid and just stirs up more trouble and I feel a very baby stripper move.
On many occasions I’ve cried in the back, I’m not mad because she was upset. I mad because she didn’t take accountability and tried to make me seem like the aggressor to not only other dancers but to a customer that wanted to give me money. So she can go to hell regardless.
I cried because I thought I ran into someone from my day job, but by that point I was dressed and outside and waiting for my cab. (We have the best security guards. He gave me a huge hug, let me sob, and told me he’d pray for me. It worked because I turned out okay.)
I can’t work during breakups. One night I broke up with the dick I was seeing and I couldn’t get into it and I just cried in the dj booth for an hour and then went home.
<p>Once I cried on a regular because there was another girl that would like verbally attack me every time she saw me (I swear) and once when I was on stage she started making fun of my birthmark with a customer while I could hear her and I was having a terrible day and she def had it out for me since my first day lol like I could write a whole book of the mean shit she said/did to me.</p>
I’ve cried at work so many times over the past 9 years
I'm new (like tomorrow is my fourth day stripping new) and damn some of that is weird shit to cry about. I almost cried when I thought I was going to be leaving that club because I already loved it so much lol but never over an insult or something. And surprisingly, all the girls at my club are super friendly to me except for one, and she told customers she was dying of cancer like two years ago to get extra money so no one seems to like her anyway.
Champagne and I need to get it tomorrow. I feel weird because I'm "the new girl" at the club but Champagne has only worked one day before tomorrow night. I have to say, its very fun living with another stripper now.
HEY DANCERS DO U ALL KNOW THIS FEELING
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I bought new thongs and new heels and the new heels are so comfy but I fell flat on my face at home trying to get used to them and they're harder to walk in than my old ones. I'm super excited for Friday with my new stuff. I think it will be a big earning night.
Pleaseeeee reblog if you're a SW (stripper, sugar baby, cam girl, escort, etc.)
I will follow every single one of you.
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Ladies and gentleman, Please, please reblog this. Tumblr is quite literally one of my only escapes from the real world where I have to deal with idiots who believe that stripping is degrading and sugar babies and nothing but useless gold diggers. I come to tumblr to befriend and speak with like minded people who understand that sex work is/can be one of the most empowering professions. I would really like to get to know more of you, so please reblog this so I can find you. I go through this post, as well as all my other SW related posts, and follow EVERYONE that Reblogged (that is 18+).
So if you want a random stripper/SB to be your newest follower, please reblog.
Stripper/cam girl/aspiring sb here. I follow back all sex workers (and if I havent its bc I didnt know based on blog bios) and all sw’s are welcome to message me at any time just to chit chat about your pets or rant or anything at all! I love the sw community on here, its helped me a lot as far as feeling love and acceptance in a world full of hate and stigmas, and I definitely want to help anyone else that might want to connect with other sw’s
Me babes follow me I’m a stripper and a sb and an all around great gal
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