So, apparently as open as I am about my previous gambling problems and current status as a gambler in recovery some people I have known in the past 30 years still hadn't heard that I quit gambling. I have lived in the same smallish town for most of my life with a few 3/4 year absences. Yesterday, in the grocery store, an acquaintance suggests that she and I and another friend whom I went to see total eclipse last summer, should take a "free bus" to a nearby town where the terminus is the Indian Casino there.
I did not realize what she was talking about to begin with, why would we want to go there, I asked.
You, know, she says, catch an act, stay at the casino, gamble.
"Oh, oh", I say, "My last bet was Nov 8, 2014"
Oh she says, you have a problem?
No, not really, I did have one, it does not bother me now, because I don't do it.
It was much easier to turn down than I had thought it was going to be. But every part of me rejected the idea, without much thought. Proud of me. (My inner gambler seems to be getting smaller.)
It was last Sunday and I decided I wanted a manicure. I’m going to be going out of town for a few days with my daughter and her two little ones, for a visit with my sister, and a trip to the LA Zoo. Anyway, back to my manicure. I went to a place I had never been to before, but it was close by, so I thought I’d try it out. A guy did my nails. There was a bit of a communication...
I know there is no such thing as kind of relapsing. Here is what happened and I need help sorting it out and getting back on track. I stopped gambling June 2016. It was hard but it was easier than I expected. I did a lot of recovery. 2 groups a week, counseling and this forum. I will add that I have always still played non gambling card and board games, I know some people can't do that but...