If my descriptors of what the spiraling into gambling hell offers, than at least it amounted to more than less than nothing.
But that depends on you, I suppose. I’m merely an expert at deception and lying. Making my loved ones, both little and old, stress unnecessarily because of my compulsion. Absolute, total…beyond a shadow of a doubt, compulsion.
Maddening.
Did you know the #1 addiction that leads to suicide is gambling? I do. I’ve known it for far too long. Yet.. I go back for more.
I cried maybe 3 times after my 24 year marriage ended. Only one time was severe. I’ve had crying episodes far, far worse from gambling. Not sure why, but I suppose it’s because I landed. I lost everything…I’m not talking about money or relationships here…I’m talking about losing my ability to control my mind, thus my actions.
I’m afraid of me more than I am afraid of death.