Defense!

Defense is important in every aspect of life. As a defensive minded coach, I stand firm behind this statement. Defense is important on a micro and macro level. For example, your immune system serves as a personal defense to the germs you encounter on a daily basis. A human being without a strong immune system will ultimately succumb to illness. In just the same way, a nation with a weak military (national defense) will eventually fall to its adversaries. Basically, it’s impossible to stay ahead (or even get by) in life without being strong on defense.

Bubblees are typically very guarded people. They don’t share much with others because they’ve been burned repeatedly. As a result of being emotionally battered through life, they’ve developed poor defense mechanisms. This is why they often seek to hurt before they get hurt. Although the rationale may be twisted, it offers them a sense of security.

Faith is an outwardly beautiful young woman who has chosen to dance exotically at a local strip club. Initially when she told me this I thought it was all about the money. However, I determined otherwise as she shared more of her story with me. The method to her madness is quite profound, actually.

Me: Why do you dance? There are other jobs out there. You’re smart. You can do something else.

Faith: Why not? Men do what I want them to do. I work convenient hours.

Me: I’m stuck on the part where you said men do what you want them to do. Aren’t you dancing for them?

Faith: Yeh but they’re giving me money. I’m in control. The more I please their eyes, the more money they put out there. When I give em lap dances, they can only touch me if I want them to. I know they want to, but I don’t let em. Married dudes, single dudes, old dudes. I can make any of em drop serious money on me.

Me: And your boyfriend doesn't mind? Your dad?

Faith: My boyfriend gets to chill all day in the apartment I pay for. He's not going anywhere. He's comfortable. If I had a father figure maybe he would mind, but I don't have that to worry about. Women raised me.

Me: Interesting. Honestly, I can’t even discuss this further because you’re a student. You’ve already told me too much.  

Faith: Are you uncomfortable?

Me: Obviously! There’s a line, you know.

Faith: I bet you want me to tell you more.

Me: I really don’t. Do you need any help with classes or anything else?

Faith: You’re a nice guy so I’ll leave you alone, but I know you’re wondering what I look like up there. Come check me out sometime. Remember. I’m always in control.