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Just some SA humor for your evening lolol

Good to know I was right to not respond to this cheapass

Lolllllz roommate life

My roommate (who in reality is honestly suuuper sweet and considerate of others) has no idea that I am trying to dive into the bowl.

Just listened to her talk about how she can’t believe some girls are so shallow that they would be with older men solely because of money…

All I could say was: idk, not really your place to judge other people’s lives tho….?

Why I entered the bowl

My first OC post! I am going to be talking to a wall here, but that’s okay with me. I just made this tumblr account a few weeks ago when I realized that this site is a goddamn gold mine for sugar content, and how HELPFUL it all is.

Anyways, I’ve been lurking in the background, but have felt inspired to share my own story of why I started sugaring. Or I suppose “trying” to start sugaring. It’s only been about a month and a half since I’ve been actively seeking.

It all started with my last relationship, really. I fell in love organically with an older man. Divorced with two kids. He was wealthy, although I didn’t find that out until after I had already caught feels for him. He was so attractive. & Fit. Funny. Smart. P H E N O M E N A L sex. fuck, it was the best sex I’ve ever had in my life. Ugh. RIP.

It was not a sugar relationship - he wouldn’t just hand me money. But I lived a comfortable life with him. Nice outings that he would pay for, and he let me move into his big beautiful multi-million dollar mansion with him.

But not everything gold can stay. He had anger issues and was manipulative, and his ex wife somehow got all his money (don’t ask me how, i do not understand (tbh we all should be getting advice from her, she a crazy lady but damn she a rich one now)). At this point in our relationship, I was still in love with him, so we move into a small apartment together. As time goes on, he starts getting in over his head financially and can’t keep up with bills. He couldn’t understand the concept of living below your means since he’d never had to. I started covering all the bills. He started drinking more. I won’t bore you with the rest, you know how it ends.

Next thing I know it’s the first weekend of me being single after our year long relationship and the signs could not be more clear to enter the bowl:

I randomly meet these two girls from Seattle who are passing through my town on a road trip. We hit it OFF. My girls tell me all about sugaring, and I am I N T R I G U E D.

They give me a run down of it all, and I feel like this is my life path. Two strangers just drop into my life one day, and tell me about this lifestyle, two days after my breakup? Whaaaa? We go out that night, and I run into an old friend at the bar. He OUT OF THE BLUE says how he has been seriously considering getting involved with a SUGAR MAMMA. No way does this conversation happen twice in a day coincidentally, not in my life atleast. It was a sign, I took it. Here I am.

I signed up for SA, which I know people hate, and I fucking hate it too. But where I live it’s definitely the best option. I live in a tiny ass town where I can’t just go out and freestyle cuz I know everyone. At every fucking restaurant & bar. I have worked at like 5 different restaurants in this town from dive bars to fine dining, I know all the local scum & rich men & all the restaurant/bar staff around here and the freestyling just ain’t gonna happen. Mostly because I don’t want my community to actively see my golddigging. Gossip spreads like goddamn wildire here. 

My town is a tiny, BUT it is a HUGE tourist attraction. One of those expensive-ass bougie mountain towns that everyone and their frickin dead grandmas come to visit to ski or climb or hike etc. Average home prices are $1.2 mil. Golf club memberships are $20,000+ PER SUMMER. It’s crawling with wealthy elites. & your girl’s trynna p o u n c e.
(Not to mention there is NO DIVERSITY here and my Asian ass is a rarity.)

Unfortunately, haven’t been having much luck. SA guys so far have been trash. Have a couple POTs at the moment, but so far all the other POTs have revealed how stingy or flakey or downright gross they are, and I do not have time for that shit. blegh. Maybe I’ll make a post another day about my experience with the search, but spoiler alert, it’s the same struggle everyone goes thru while on the hunt for a new SD.

But I am putting in my work. Chatting w people every day. Getting inspired by everything I see here on tumblr. My daddy will find me soon enough & ya girl will be thriving (well I’m always thriving, but more than I am right now..)

:)

Psa:

YOUR COMPETITION IS NOT OTHER SUGAR BABIES.

I cannot stress this enough.

If you find yourself comparing your sugar journey to others, you can fall into the trap of frustration and anger.

I’ve received some private messages expressing feelings of inadequacy, asking how I as well as others who post about their SDs have been able to get where we are, when on their own side they haven’t had such luck…

PLEASE remember every single one of us have a different story, and a different starting point, so you simply cannot base your progress off of someone else’s experiences.

I personally have been in the bowl for 5 years now, so trust me when I say nothing happens over night. For every success story I share, trust and believe there’s just as many flops as well. For every SD trip I talk about, there’s just as many failed dates and awkward meetings I’ve sat through as well.

When I share pictures and updates about my time spent with my SDs, it’s never meant to put anyone else down, and certainly not to brag or make anyone feel bad about their own journey in the bowl. I share my experiences to remind other sugar babies that there is a light at the end of the tunnel, and that staying focused will eventually pay off if you let it.

Your only competition as a sugar baby is the person you were yesterday.

Many of us when we started out in the bowl had to overcome feelings of anxiety, fear, and just general discomfort as we tackled a whole new way of life. If you have dealt with these feelings, you should be proud of yourself for just that! Many people cannot get past this step, so you’re already ahead of the game here!

If you took the time to make a profile on Seeking Arrangement, or any other sugar baby platform, and if you take the time to check your inbox regularly- you should be proud of yourself.

If you take the time to go free lance in hopes of connecting with a sugar daddy, you should be proud of yourself.

If you take the time to make an effort to get all dressed up, and to make yourself look fabulous for a SD date, you should be proud of yourself.

If a man hands you any amount of money just for being you, you should be proud of yourself.

All these things put you on a path to success, whether the results are immediate or not, you should be pretty damn proud of yourself- and I’m proud of you as well.

5 years ago I was 17 and living in my third foster home, separated from my only brother, recovering from the sexual abuse of my previous foster “father”.

I was happy to even receive a message on SA offering a free meal and a mere hundred dollars.

Today, I have several long terms SDs who are putting me through college, have supported me to where I actually have a savings account, and take me on trips around the world.

Looking back on where I have started, I have come a long way- and none of this would have been possible if I would have given up and gotten discouraged after all the failed meetings, and SD encounters that made me want to stop being in the bowl all together.

I am living proof that if you stick to it, and persevere through all the experiences, you will allow yourself to have the life you’ve always wanted.

If you look back on the person you were when you started your sugar baby experience, and if you’re doing even only slightly better then your previous self, hell even if you have $20 more dollars to your name- you’re living proof too.

And that’s pretty awesome if you ask me.

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Update: October 24, 2019

Exciting news! I officially now have a residence in New York. One of my SDs who lives full time up there leased an apartment for me in Manhattan, so I can come and go as I please without having to stay in a hotel every time.

The view is absolutely beautiful, and located right next to Central Park. (where I looove going on runs.)

While I won’t be living here full time, (since my college is in my home state), I will definitely be making more trips up there as my schedule allows. Do any of you SBs live or frequent NY as well? Would love to meet up if so for drinks and to just hang out if so! Shoot me a message babydolls. (I don’t know a lot of people up here, and my NY sugar daddy stays pretty busy. It gets lonely!)

I hope all of you have been enjoying this spooky season of October, and that your bank accounts are extra full this month!

xo

lex

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