As I’m not happy with my home situation at the moment, I had an huge urge today. I wanted to gamble and I was planning my trip to it, but I didn’t had the time at that moment.
Later on the urge got less, but still had alternate thoughts about going to the bookies. Then came the moment I made the decision to not go to the bookie, but buy a scratch card.
I hurried my way to the supermarket as it was almost closing-time. (Unfortunately!) they already had clear away the scratch-cards. The girl at the cash-desk suggested to call someone who could get the scratchcards If I wanted. I felt a bit ashamed of myself and I just said no it’s fine.
Then I drove for an hour and a half just mixed feelings just because I just didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to gamble, but I had nothing to do and I was dissatisfied.
So I’ve mad it to day 8, but it’s not like I’m feeling really happy about it. I couldn’t care if I did go gambling as there’s nothing to look forward to.