THE MOVE FROM ATLANTA TO A DESERT (Part UNO)




Im going to take sometime to shed light on my experiences as a guy from Atlanta ga moving to a place like Phoenix az. As a host it seemed slightly impossible to overcome from what i understand was a untamable  market. I assumed this up until I met a publicist who gave me the confidence to venture from my comfort zone of Georgia and seek "New Adventure". To fast forward i feel in love with said publicist shortly before my move and it ended in tragedy within the first 3 months of us being there. Not the someone died tragedy but the "I fuckin hate you and wish we never met" kind. So there I was....in the middle of a desert city with one friend whom i met 2 months prior to the break up and no other real connections or pals. In those first few weeks of not having the halo of information that came with dating a publicist I felt sad at times discouraged even. On top of all of this some nasty rumors had spread about me and created some dangerous tension with the local gangsters in the area. So times were hard and it became a me against the world Scenario. Your asking yourself  "what the heck did you do?" or "were you scared"? To be honest i didnt feel a lick of fear....i guess it comes along with knowing where you stand in situations of turmoil. I knew the rumors she had spread weren't true so i tried my hardest to simply focused on what I love HOSTING PARTIES. Luckily and  thankfully the publicist had put me in good with a few promoters that kept me working even among all the drama that had now spread out of control. I bit down and ignored the death threats,Curses,haters,Manipulators (yes one of her old enemies tried to actually fuck me out of spite of her....SERIOUSLY). Trying my hardest to simply just do what i do on that microphone and lose myself in the crowds and people who actually enjoyed hearing me those 2-3 nights a week. That friend I mentioned earlier was an amazing trigger to confidence through out this ordeal. She had my back and even though had only known me for a few months held me down NON-STOP. We tried to have fun to lift both our spirits. O did i mentioned i moved in with this Friend after the publicist kicked me out after our game ending fight? So all the threats and anger that had been hurled at me was now her burden as well. As i was saying we tried to have fun and a "everything will work itself out" attitude. We even shared women together (she was bi-sexual) and oddly enough in doing this it created more people who understood my point of view and issues. Before i knew it i had a small army of women who swore by the fact I was being wronged with all the rumors and would call out who ever felt different. No not all those women were people we had threesomes with. Honestly i didnt know why some of them cared so much. Given they didn't know the publicist or me for that matter but they still jumped on team Wolf Starr and were such a big help with getting through this painful time. As time passed my friend and I just ignored everything and took the proper measures to stop all the drama. Eventually......the publicist came around......(YEAH....after all that) she came around and called me crying tears of blood begging me to come back to her. She demanded I meet with her and I did only out of sympathy and the fact i still did have Love for her. We decided to stop all the madness and just moved on......and thats when WOLF STARR began to grow in Phoenix...