Speaking of addiction, I run into this post on Reddit. LOL.
Are / confession.
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6 yr. Ago.
I've slept with over 150 prostitutes in Tijuana in the past three years, despite being over $15 k in debt.
Remorse.
I go almost every week even though the drive is over 100 miles round trip, my crappy old car doesn't get great mpg, and gas is expensive in CA.
I work mostly hourly "gig" type jobs and each trip takes away five hours or more that I could be earning some money. But instead I'm spending it on the gas, the girls, beer, food, and rubbers.
I've been making the trip for years, but the last three years was when it really got out of control and I started to exceed my financial means. It started out with high end girls in clean clubs, but then funds got tight. I gradually switched to street walkers and even trans prostitutes because I can often find fun for less than $20.
Nobody in my life knows this is going on. I've never gone with friends. I tell my buddies stories about all the women I get but obviously there's suspicion since then never see them. My family knows a little about my money struggles because I'll borrow cash to make minimum payment every now and then. But they really have no idea. I've borrowed cash on credit cards and shift balances around on "zero interest for six month" type deals. I've taken "gas money" from men all over Southern California in exchange for favors in order to get some quick cash.
Every weekend I tell myself I'm done. That it's the last time. And by midweek I'm craving it again. I live for that fire I feel when I'm with someone new and acting out my wildest fantasies.
Not sure if external links are allowed here so I opted it out. But you can find it. There is really we do not know though. It is all the same story.
"gas money" in exchange for "favors" is a red flag
Also the part about shifting to Trans Prostitutes to save $ is questionable but maybe he likes them too.