Everyone knows, when the time comes where the person who used to give you butterflies now gives you nausea, you bail. We’ve all been through it – our one true love, soul mate, can’t live without lover-slash-best-friend-slash beacon of support becomes nothing more than the person we can’t bear to spend another minute with. So we end it. Or they do, because maybe we’re too whipped, scared to be alone, frozen with finance troubles, or all of the above.
Or maybe you stay for the kids. Or do you? In terms of life-changing-wholy-shit-what-do-I dos, that’s the toughest one of all. I mean really, what’s worse – coming from, or being raised in a broken home?
Listen, I know as a recovering addict and former goddess of the stripper pole, you’re dying for my take. Many peeps see me as a shining example for mom and dad to stay together (my dad split when I was two, after falling in love with a co-worker). But is it the deadbeat dad’s (important to note: not all fathers who leave are deadbeat dads) fault when their daughter chooses the stripper life? (as Chris Rock so eloquently tells us “My only job in life [as a father], is to keep my baby off the pole.”).
If only life were that simple. Every stripper has a story, just like every parent has a reason. ALL of us have an opinion. Here’s the part where you get to share yours.
Question on deck:
Are you a child of divorce – or forced togetherness? Are you in a relationship where the only thing keeping you from leaving is your kids? Do you know anyone in this situation?
Please leave your thoughts in the comments section below (anonymous is ok). Your insight and opinion may help more than you know.