Are You Disinclined to Hire a Escort Who Has (obvious) Mental Health Issues?

[Despardo]

Kippy, that should be: Young, hung, dumb and full of cum.

An MC at a NY male strip club used to say, "Nobody ever reached into your pants looking for a library card."

[Bearofdistinction]

Bi-polar is at least treatable. If one could pick one's form of mental illness (which of course one can't) it would be a better choice than many. At least 3 people in my life have suffered from bi-polar disorder to one degree or another. The problems arise when they go off their meds. Quite often they are highly intelligent and creative people, and the medication takes the edge off their creative enthusiasm which is why they don't like taking the meds. Without the medication, they tend to spin out of control and start hatching exciting sounding and ambitious plans that sound great at first, but upon closer examination prove to be wildly unrealistic and impractical.

 

YUP - A Dear Dear Friend was so talented - so creative - so successful when he stayed on his BP meds. Now combine that

with hIV Meds and he became a mess -- he would go off his meds and onto street drugs -- after coming back from the dead

at least six times - the Docs could not balance his meds anymore and the HIV went to his brain ----- Horrible way to go!

[Despardo]

I have had trouble with extreme ends of the escort spectrum: 1) guys with too many street smarts and 2) guys with none. The former can be manipulative and conniving, while the latter sometimes lack even the most basic survival skills and need someone to take care of them. One will try to con you, while the other simply becomes a burden. Either way, in the end it will cost you more than the guy was worth. These days I myself have better judgement and try to stick with professionals.

[Despardo]

YUP - A Dear Dear Friend was so talented - so creative - so successful when he stayed on his BP meds. Now combine that

with hIV Meds and he became a mess -- he would go off his meds and onto street drugs -- after coming back from the dead

at least six times - the Docs could not balance his meds anymore and the HIV went to his brain ----- Horrible way to go!

Alas, sounds all too familiar to me.

[+ stevenkesslar]

The minute some rambling incoherent thought crosses his lips, I run for the hills.

 

Oh, so now the truth comes out. All this time I thought the reason you dumped me is my dick wasn't big enough!

[jjkrkwood]

Oh, so now the truth comes out. All this time I thought the reason you dumped me is my dick wasn't big enough!

 

 

That too !

[Edward]

I dated a guy that was bi-polar for a few years. One of the nicest guys I ever met. You never went to his place unannounced. You always called first. There were days he would not see you/communicate/return phone calls. When we were together he was the nicest guy. The only thing I noticed over the years that at times he was a little paranoid. Oh, by the way this guy had an IQ of over 140 but only hand a high school education. I read a few things that he had written and I ask him one day about his writing. He said it came easy to him. I ask him what his IQ was and that was when the told me what it was. He really didn't know what it meant to have an IQ that high.

[30somethingsexybear]

An MC at a NY male strip club used to say, "Nobody ever reached into your pants looking for a library card."

Totally stolen from the late, great Joan Rivers who created the joke with, "No one ever put their hand up a woman's skirt looking for a library card!" lol. That MC joke stealer ha ha!

[snogaholic]

the problem is you can't always tell until it is too late. I made the foolish mistake last night of hiring someone while interacting at a club (he worked there and said he was bisexual) and he was fine until we got back to my apartment, at which point he started yammering on about his sad life for about 50 minutes and then once we began to get physical, he wanted to charge me for a second hour, having wasted 90% of the first one telling me his tales of woe -- I thought I was being polite letting him vent, but all that actually happened was I ended up paying HIM for me to be his psychiatrist -- when I balked at paying further money for a session that in fact hadn't started, he up and left -- presumably to get back to the girlfriend who phoned twice while we were together. Ah well, live and learn.

[+ sync]

If the mental illness were to the point of being obvious, I would definitely pass on hiring.

[gallahadesquire]

I had a dalliance with someone who was just my kind of hunk. Later, I found out that he was subsequently treated for PTSD. I have this odd notion in my head that I did something to make his PTSD worse. We have, of course, lost communication.

 

Any ideas? I feel somewhat ashamed.

[rvwnsd]

I had a dalliance with someone who was just my kind of hunk. Later, I found out that he was subsequently treated for PTSD. I have this odd notion in my head that I did something to make his PTSD worse. We have, of course, lost communication.

 

Any ideas? I feel somewhat ashamed.

Hmmm....My opinion is you personally did not do anything to make his PTSD worse than it was before the two f you engaged in a dalliance. (Love that word, BTW!!!) Perhaps having a fling with another man was a trigger, but it was he who chose to have a fling with someone. Unless, of course, you grabbed him off the street and had your way with him against his will, which I highly doubt was the case.

[gallahadesquire]

Hmmm....My opinion is you personally did not do anything to make his PTSD worse than it was before the two f you engaged in a dalliance. (Love that word, BTW!!!) Perhaps having a fling with another man was a trigger, but it was he who chose to have a fling with someone. Unless, of course, you grabbed him off the street and had your way with him against his will, which I highly doubt was the case.

 

The situation was slightly different. He was "referred" to me for a slight fee.

[rvwnsd]

The situation was slightly different. He was "referred" to me for a slight fee.

Still, he engaged in the encounter willingly, yes?

[gallahadesquire]

Still, he engaged in the encounter willingly, yes?

 

Yes, but I hate to think that his explosion-rattled mind (he had served in Afghanistan as a medic) made him easy prey.

[Despardo]

the problem is you can't always tell until it is too late. I made the foolish mistake last night of hiring someone while interacting at a club (he worked there and said he was bisexual) and he was fine until we got back to my apartment, at which point he started yammering on about his sad life for about 50 minutes and then once we began to get physical, he wanted to charge me for a second hour, having wasted 90% of the first one telling me his tales of woe -- I thought I was being polite letting him vent, but all that actually happened was I ended up paying HIM for me to be his psychiatrist -- when I balked at paying further money for a session that in fact hadn't started, he up and left -- presumably to get back to the girlfriend who phoned twice while we were together. Ah well, live and learn.

I think we have all been there.

[Damascene]

It depends on his behavior.

 

I hired once a guy who was paranoid and heard voices. Some of which he assumed were coming from me. We ran out of time and he left. I paid him just have him go.

 

There have been few different escorts who were charming and fun, but they could let lapse in deep depression, because their life was not where they wanted to be. Those I would take out for a free meal afterwards and let them talk if they wanted.

 

I have a tendency to be attracted to confident men whose lives are a mess. That may have more a tendency to hire troubled escorts than most, but I learned to stop seeing them and tend to stick with a stable escort that I see for a few years until they retire. It is better for me and the escort in the long run.

[LADoug1]

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I'm a schizophrenic

And so am I.

[LADoug1]

I am not just talking about age shaving, picture theft, resume and blog puffery, et. al.

I am talking about Crazy / Kray Kray.

(you can fill in your own signs and symptoms)

I'd probably pass. I would probably be more interested in helping him than fucking him. And I'm not a therapist.