23-09-2020, 12:15 PM
For as long as I can remember, whenever anything negative happenes in my life, I escape by gambling. I'm not a psychologist, but I'd presume it's my way of escaping.
I hate myself for lying to my family about where my money has gone , but admitting the truth, that I have a real gambling problem, is too embarrassing. I then rely on them to help me out, knowing, yet another excuse as to why I've no money passes my lips.
I'm kind and would do anything for anyone. I would give people my last penny, but when it comes to looking after my own welfare, it goes out of the window.
Gambling has been my achilles heel for far too long. It can make me temporarily happy, if I win, but it mostly makes me sad, anxious, stressed and embarrassed.
Today is the first day I have openly admitted it and I hope this will be the first step towards my recovery because again I've been paid and once again, lost it all. Its soul destroying and I know I'm hurting the people I love more than anything, which is even worse.
I've asked myself many times, why? Did it stem from being dropped off in the arcades as a child whilst my parents went drinking?! It may have started there but as an adult and 45 years later, I should know better.
I have stopped many times before, but as soon as something happens in my life, I'm back gambling with a vengeance.
You only get one chance of life and I need to start grasping it with both hands and rid myself of this addiction, which is destroying my chance of happiness.
I hate myself for lying to my family about where my money has gone , but admitting the truth, that I have a real gambling problem, is too embarrassing. I then rely on them to help me out, knowing, yet another excuse as to why I've no money passes my lips.
I'm kind and would do anything for anyone. I would give people my last penny, but when it comes to looking after my own welfare, it goes out of the window.
Gambling has been my achilles heel for far too long. It can make me temporarily happy, if I win, but it mostly makes me sad, anxious, stressed and embarrassed.
Today is the first day I have openly admitted it and I hope this will be the first step towards my recovery because again I've been paid and once again, lost it all. Its soul destroying and I know I'm hurting the people I love more than anything, which is even worse.
I've asked myself many times, why? Did it stem from being dropped off in the arcades as a child whilst my parents went drinking?! It may have started there but as an adult and 45 years later, I should know better.
I have stopped many times before, but as soon as something happens in my life, I'm back gambling with a vengeance.
You only get one chance of life and I need to start grasping it with both hands and rid myself of this addiction, which is destroying my chance of happiness.