My problem is not with opiates, it is with Gambling. Hopefully the mods wont take this off the board because I would really like if someone could tell me how they went about talking with Gamblers anynoumous sp? Any info on how you went about doing it and what exactly do I have to do to get help. Anyone with this problem I would appreciate it if you could enlighten me
Gambling is also an addiction, but can also be a good thing if you can do it with in reason... kind of like drinking. A person can be compulsive and do damage without regard to the consequences just like being addicted to drugs. I love playing Texas Hold em. I actually paid off my old student loans by gambling on the internet and going to San Manuel Indian Casino outside of Los Angeles. Even though I was spending money, I always left enough to play again. the extra money I was playing with so I havent played since. You just have to be in control and decide
You have probably heard this, but it is the right way to gamble. Only gamble with money you are willing to lose. Dont let it become compulsive to the point you are playing with money you have set aside for other bills. Gambling should be for entertainment purposes only... with a few exceptions to the people that make a living off of it. I can understand playing Texas Hold em because you can actually have an advantage over other players, but in a casino ALL games favor the house to win.
I will stop now, but I will probably add some stuff later... this could be a very interesting topic.
It started for me innocently in 2005 when I loved scratch-offs. One time, my son and I came home after the clerk mistakenly gave us cards we didn't ask for (I'm in S.Florida, it was a language barrier) I began rubbing off and found a thousand ten times! I fell off my chair while my son started running around the room screaming " you won ten thousand " Surely, it had to be a mistake so I went right back to the convienience store and they told me I had won but had to take the ticket to a Florida Lottery Office in Miami.
What started out as a godsend, ended up a nightmare because I squandered the actual $7,500 (after taxes) on drugs, (myself) bling and clothes, toys for my son. It was gone within a year and I still hate myself for it. I could have done so much with that money and chose to blow it.
I'm crying as I type this because I feel I could have done something productive and I guess that's part of this sickness of addiction: Good intentions, bad decisions and loads of regret. My heart goes out to you.
Sincerely, Theresa

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