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    Confessions, Relapse And Rehab.

    If you read my previous post you will have an idea as to how my gambling escalated severely. At this point I’m at least 25k in debt on credit cards (from online gambling). I’ve maxed out everything, on some cards I’ve gone over my limit so I’ve voided the promotional rate…and sky high interest kicks in. I’m trying to juggle all these cards and payments, I’m only making minimum repayments and on some cards that that just clears the interest so I’m no closer to bringing the balance down. All this time I’ve got a permanent knot in my stomach, ‘wtf, how did I get here’. I just couldn’t comprehend.…

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    How I Went From Betting £30 A week to £1000 in 20 Minutes

    If you read the following posts you will see that since the age of 18 I have always enjoyed recreational gambling (safely and within my limits). I can’t deny it,gambling passed the time, it gave you access to a community that you could chat to whilst playing…..and heck sometimes you won. Win Win. So when did Win Win turn into Lose Lose? The winter of 2012 me and my partner moved into a new home with the view of potentially expanding our family (I have a two year old this point). On paper my life looks set! Nice home, nice job, nice child….nice everything! Or so I thought. I continued…

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    The Beginning

    Every story has a start, maybe this is mine. You could say that Bingo was a family past time. My Gran loved it, my Nanny loved it and I grew to love it. When I was younger I used to go to my Nanny’s for a sleepover. Although quite frequently she wasn’t there because she went off to Bingo. It was just me and Grandad and I loved it! We watched the soaps, he made me sausage and cheese omelette and a cup of tea. I doodled and drew in peace and quiet (without an annoying little sister). It was heaven. And then sometimes (if I was allowed to be…

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    Please Help!

    My adult life certainly hasn’t gone as planned. I’ve sunk to extreme lows, become a person I don’t recognise or understand. I’ve caused a tremendous amount of damage to those I love and myself. My issues robbed me of my self respect, self worth and dignity and I can tell you that when all these basic foundations of your identity are gone it’s bloody hard to build yourself back up again. That’s exactly what I have been trying to do since 2017, rebuild my sense of self bit by bit. It’s not easy and some days are harder than others. Time goes on and whilst I know I must accept…