I visited the strip club I worked at for three years, in Eugene, on Monday night. It was nice to reminisce about the structure I had at the beginning of my career, as a dancer.

I used to work almost every Sunday night(for three years) and the cook would make me mashed potatoes with broccoli, cheese, and fried tofu. The owner did always ask me if I had eaten and was trying to fatten me up, even back then. Regular customers would even bring in baked goods and other gifts to brighten my day.

The beginning, when I was new and on my best behavior, I worked here. Slowly, I began to make more money and drink  more. I became apart of the industry without even knowing it. The moment I began living the dancer lifestyle, and it was no longer just a job, was when I was put on the cover of the Eugene Weekly Newspaper for dancing. My dancer persona was something I created and it snowballed for years.

Little did I know that I needed to learn to control it and find boundaries.

~Zi-Fi

“When I’m good I’m very, very good, but when I’m bad, I’m better.”
~Mae West