Every once in a while I write about my gambling addiction, one day not long ago this is what I wrote:
Muster up the energy to change
throw my life away - not anymore
its my choice and choices are difficult
don’t spend my life in hell(casino) or prison
it is getting progressively worse
it is beyond desperation
I am a zombie
nothing to look forward to
no hopes, no dreams
where did my energy go
I live without living
exist without existing
there is no path to follow
no meaning, no hope, no glory, no happiness
everyday I think to myself is this all there is
My daughter(I removed her name for this forum) is it - I live for her otherwise
the secrets, the shadows, the truth
I vow to change for you my daughter (and now grandson)
FYI - my daughter is 33, married and pregnant
What do you think? Any feedback
I think it will be a reminder of the lows and a reminder of why I don't want to and cannot gamble. A reminder of how close I have come to disaster and how even one really bad choice can lead to disaster.