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I went on a winning streak for a week straight unimaginable amounts of winnings 74k plus I was chasing 100k lost it all and left with like $200 in my account and I stupidly lost it all within three days where I lost every single hand. I learned something it doesn’t matter what we “Win” will never be enough. I want to get rid of this demon. It’s insane we make money or winnings and I don’t even spend one dollar on myself it always goes back to the casino. This is my 5th day of sobriety. I’m actually at a point now where im scared to double down on a game of blackjack and afraid to lose… I have never been this way. I used to be so excited to win 2 k and felt on top now I need thousands to play I can’t play little money anymore which feels like it’s killing me..I lose it all and go back with a few hundred anymore now I need multiple thousands to play which is why I’m getting worse and broke etc
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Thank you for sharing my friend. I feel ya and I’ll be reading when you share.
Hi Kenny, I read your post last night and have been thinking of you and everyone in this community. I wanted to share a little of my story and hope it brings encouragement and hope. 21 years ago, I spiraled into a gambling addiction. I’m 42 years old now and clean for 21 years. When I turned 21, my mom took me to Las Vegas for my birthday and gave me $210 dollars. I won some, got ahead and then lost it all before flying back home to Washington state. I decided to hit the casinos there just to get my $210 back and that got me into trouble. I had a full college scholarship at the time that I had earned, attending a private university. I was lonely and stressed from the academic pressure, which helped to drive me to the casinos. No father figure in my life and I didn’t have any good mentors. Jimmy G’s, Emerald Queen- I went to them all, playing blackjack. I lost at least $4K, which was a lot for a college student. Money I had saved up. I then borrowed against my credit card. I lied and stole too. I would have big wins and then go back and lose it all again. This went on for maybe a year. I came to the point of feeling suicidal coming to the realization of everything I had lost and then I started praying to God to help me. I kept praying and at the same time, the only “person” I knew to call for help was the gambler’s anonymous line. I did that over and over again until I could stop the addiction. I kept telling myself, if I don’t stop, I would continue on a path of destruction. I did not want that for myself. I desperately did not want that. The house always, always wins eventually. I have a living hope in Jesus and His promises. God has blessed me immeasurably since then. I still struggle of course with life (I had surgery on my neck and live with chronic pain), but for the most part, am making healthy choices, staying in bible study and surrounding myself within a community of authentic Christian believers. I’m not strong person. But as 2 Corinthians 12 says, the power of God is made perfect in my weakness.
Yes, gambling is a demon. I have been possessed by this insidious entity for over 30 years. It is frightening. So sorry you know the pain, shame, regret I do too.
You are so right that gambling is a demon.
It robs us from living life we all deserve to live in Freedom of this stronghold.
I not only pray for myself but for all of us to be free and those finding their way to this website.
Taking a stand is beginning of our freedom.
I get it. My husband took me to casino today to be nice. He is the one who started me on this journey but I obviously can’t handle it hand have been out of control for the last year for sure. He doesn’t know it and I hide it. So ashamed of myself. He gave me $200 to play and I found a way to appease him and give it back to seem like I was winning, which I was for awhile, but I can’t cash out! I went to play another $100 he gave me and I lost it, went to the atm and got more money a couple of times. Although I was in the hole he came up on me when I was actually winning and I gave him the $300 ticket that I kinda needed to help cover my losses. Anyway, another $100 more which I had to beg for with a time limit, I ended up hitting for $500 which I played down to nothing!!!!! Is don’t know what’s wrong with me but I can hard live with myself, so I drink too. Absolutely miserable. Miserable with it and miserable without. So yeah, I can relate.