Felt a bit shit at times today. There was a couple of occasions that I wanted to spend like £40 or £50 on things. A couple of weeks ago i wouldn’t of batted an eyelid at that kinda price. But now I’ve literally got nothing, even a ticket to the football or a takeaway meal seems like something I can’t afford to put my money to. My mother told me I’d need to get used to saving for when I have my own house. Well I’m getting used to it, and I don’t bloody like it. I’ve thought about it a few times today. Getting involved again. Playing it smart. Only gambling small amounts and quitting while I’m ahead. These thoughts are pointless though. I always come to the same conclusion…
It’s just not worth the risk. Hoping I stay strong. For now thought, 9 days and counting.
