I quit going to the local sports bars two years ago and it’s been at least fifteen years since I walked into a “tittie bar”. I have no regrets...Zip, zero, nada.
When I first committed my life to God, while I did not even come close to understanding what I had done, I found that I simply lost interest in going to bars with my friends.
Nobody told me I had to quit doing that, or berated me for it, but suddenly it was just no longer attractive to me. And it’s not like I was a hard core partier or drinker. And my friends were still my friends. It wasn’t them I was rejecting.
I guess I was just looking for something in all the wrong places and found it in God, without even knowing it. I learned later and understood in retrospect what happened, but at the time, it just happened that way.
And never regretted it either.
Been to one such place. It was so depressing. Might as well been at a cattle showing as that’s how the girls were viewed. Nothing but flesh.