I don’t believe clubbing itself is a sin.

But I do believe the environment you place yourself in matters.

Reading Todd Bridges’ story really made me think deeper about this. He talked about being in drug houses—places filled with broken people, addiction, and instability. Environments where no one could truly trust each other because everyone was under the influence and not thinking clearly.

And while a club isn’t exactly the same as a drug house, there are similarities that can’t be ignored.

Any atmosphere centered around alcohol or drugs often carries the same risks:
people aren’t fully aware, boundaries get blurred, and vulnerability increases.

What stood out to me the most is this:
your condition matters just as much as the environment.

When I was going to the club, I wasn’t whole—I was hurting.

After my rape, my life felt dull. I felt unseen, disconnected, and broken. Clubbing became a way for me to cope. I was trying to feel alive again. I wanted to feel attractive, noticed, and in control of my life and body again.

But looking back, I realize something important:

Many people in the club are also broken.

And when broken people gather in the same place, they mostly don’t build each other up—they often reflect and reinforce each other’s pain. And someone else’s pain and issues get dumped onto you, while already carrying your own! Hence just more baggage!

The Bible says “iron sharpens iron,” but in environments like that, there often isn’t anyone strong enough, stable enough, or clear-minded enough to truly sharpen you.

People always say, “you can’t find love in the club,” and I believe that’s true—but not just romantically.

You often won’t find:

• genuine support
• accountability
• or lasting, trustworthy friendships

I met people while clubbing, but those connections didn’t last, and they didn’t help me grow—especially during a time when I needed real support the most.

So no, I don’t believe clubbing will send someone to hell.

But I do believe it’s a decision that requires wisdom, self-awareness, and honesty about where you are emotionally and spiritually.

For some, it may just be entertainment.

But for others—especially those who are hurting—it can become a place that delays healing instead of helping it.

I don’t judge anyone who goes.

I just encourage you to ask yourself:
“Is this environment helping me heal, or keeping me stuck?” The club often hides the truth, but Bible says truth will set you free, after my rape I was in denial for so long, the club couldn’t help me realize what truly happened to me! The club just helped me block it out more! In Todd bridges book he also describes how dirty the drug houses were , environment also impacts mental health, most clubs aren’t dirty, but they can be loud, crowded and even violent at times, again this could negatively impact mental health, and while under influence of any drugs or alcohol, a person is more likely to ignore mental health problems!

The answer to this question matters more than the location itself. Lastly I’ll say this: when I was going to the club I had no purpose, no job, career etc now that I am in purpose as a book author, If I went to the club, everyone would be focused on getting drunk, dancing etc, no one would even be in right state of mind to even be interested in my book, club connections are often vain too, so me being a author wouldn’t impress most in the club, no one would be interested in getting to know the real me! At my church, which is where I met my co author, she was immediately drawn to me for me, and interested in getting to know me, not for vain reasons, but as a actual person, I wouldn’t have found a co author in the club!