Gambling Addiction & Recovery Support Group
Compulsive gambling is an urge or addiction to gamble despite harmful negative consequences or a desire to stop. A preferred term among many professionals is problem gambling, as few people described by the term experience true compulsions in the clinical sense of the word. Problem gambling often is defined by whether harm is experienced by the gambler or others rather...
Well, hello there!
I cannot believe I have really been talked into doing this; telling you about myself (which obviously your clients either dont know, or wont accept). I am going to let you know how I operate; what my strategies are, how I win (and I love to win)!
My initial reaction was
Why should I disclose them?
After thinking it over, it came to me that as usual, many people will read this and not consider this information anyway, so what have I got to lose? I mean what the hell, why shouldnt I divulge this stuff whos really gonna pay attention? After all this information has been available for many years and only a few gave a damn about it. Hell many people, even after reading this will still foolishly continue to take me on their way (how this makes me chuckle).
A.A./N.A/G.A. people try to tell them things; they wont accept it. Professional counselors tell them these things; they wont accept it, but OK . . .you want to hear the truth directly from the horses mouth? Read on.............
They teach you I am a disease; (I snicker because many people wont even accept that!)
People fail to strongly impress upon you what kind of disease you are up against.
Words like progressive, and insidious have little impact on you so let me tell you what Im all about.
I AM YOUR DEADLIEST ENEMY!
I make AIDS look minuscule compared with the devastation I have caused and intend to continue to impact on humanity.
I conduct my business of mutilation and destruction in a very business-like, highly productive, orderly manner that results in me being extremely successful!
I have an insatiable desire to torture, maim and destroy. I am totally vicious! I am brutal! I have perfected my skills of deception to an art form!
Early on, in the beginning of my attack on you, I can make myself almost invisible. I take you down ever so slowly and skillfully at first because I sure as hell dont want you to become aware of me.
That might frighten you away.
I am the Master of Manipulation!
As my progression becomes more visible, I most emphatically am not going to let your frustration and anger be directed at me.
No, no, no! I tell you its the job, its your spouse, its the kids. God forbid you should ever wise-up that its ME.
So I have you lash out at the only people who really care about you.
How I revel as I see you thrashing about throwing powder-puff punches at the world.
I continually whisper outright lies in your ear and incredibly, you buy right into them.
Remember when I told you THIS TIME IT WILL BE ALL RIGHT!orSURE YOU WENT OVERBOARD IN THE PAST, BUT THAT WONT HAPPEN AGAIN! and my all-time classic-
YOU CAN DO IT YOUR WAY YOU DONT NEED ANY HELP!
Each time I lie to you and you listen to me, I betray you. Look at your track record-SUCKER!
My paramount reason for being on this earth is to make certain you never achieve your full potential or enjoy the things that you deserve.
I see you start project after project, but I keep you from completing them so you rarely ever enjoy a feeling of accomplishment.
I keep you chasing two rabbits at the same time and grin as I watch your dreams of tomorrow become unfulfilled promises of yesterday.
With the young I damage your potential, destroy your initiative.
What pleasure I get from stunting your emotional growth, and converting you into a never-wuz.
With older people I remove the enjoyment of your autumn years and make you into a has-been.
I adore screwing up parents.
Instead of you moving forward with your lives, I suck you dry with worry and concern about the fate of your kids. In the face of all logic, reasoning, and just plain common sense, Mr./Mrs. Compulsivity you keep listening to me and your reward for foolishly doing this is that I BETRAY YOU AGAIN, AND AGAIN, AND AGAIN!
Beginning to get the picture, pal?
Im not exactly what you would call Mr. Nice Guy! I am a high-tech conversationalist! I just love to convert beautiful, sensitive, caring, productive people into self-centered, omnipotent blood sucking leeches who day-by-day drain their loved ones emotionally, physically and financially.
I give you selective hearing; so you hear only what I want you to hear!
I give you tunnel vision; so you see what I want you to see!
I roundly applaud myself as you begin to stumble through life as I prevent you from hearing and growing.
How you delight me as you continually permit me to twist your thinking!
By the way, pal-o-mine, I not only get a big boot out of messing you up, I am without peer when it comes to wrecking everyone who cares about you and whom you care about.
I convince you, of course, that you are only hurting yourself, no one else!
As things begin getting a little tackier (thats called PROGRESSION) and unbelievably you still listen to me, I advance more rapidly within you.
I cheer you on as you make emotional yo-yos out of those who still stand at your side.
Of course you mean all- thosewonderful promises you make to them likeNO MORE, NEVER AGAIN ETC.
I make damn sure you never carry them out by enticing you to have just one card game, drink, one joint, one line, or just make one little old bet.
You better believe I dont want you wising up to the fact that I am breaking the spirit of the other people in your life; that I am causing them TEN TIMES the amount of pain and sorrow; that Im dishing out to you.
Under my influence I, grin when you say things you would not have said, I smile softly as you begin not doing things you should.
I chuckle as I witness you doing things you never would have done, and I let out a real belly-laugh as you begin doing unthinkable things that inflict horrible pain on those you love which now cause you even higher levels of guilt, remorse, and shame.
I become ecstatic every time I witness those tears running down the faces of defenseless individuals and children who you are threatening and terrorizing (your very own spouse and kids)!
I must admit I am thrilled to my toes as I rip the very life out of the people around you.
Get a load of this the target that gives me the greatest satisfaction in destroying are YOUR KIDS!
I am delighted by every opportunity to keep getting them so upset and off balance by what is going on that they do not stand a chance of growing up without being severely scarred.
Look at the millions, yes millions of untreated ACOAs, ACOGs, Ive got romping around this country all screwed up!
How I chuckle when you say, YOULL DIE IF YOU DRINK, BET, OR USE AGAIN!
First of all you know damn well you dont really believe that, (just look at your past track record).
I do not kill people; well, sometimes I do, but when that happens it really ticks me off; obviously I socked it to that person too hard.
Hell, when they die, the games are over and Ive got to find a new SUCKER to take their place.
Hey baby, Id rather keep playing with them; destroy them a little at a time. No, I do my damnedest not to kill you since I want you to livemiserable, wretchedly, horribly!
One way I get my jollies is from being the worlds greatest collector. Didnt know that, did you pal?
Got a warehouse the size of Africa! I happily take things away from you that right-fully belong to you.
These are things that you have worked hard for, earned, and deserve.
I laugh all the time, I rob you of them and store them so I can enjoy my thievery when things get a little dull.
See theres Johns RESPECT over there and Marys MORALITY. Thats whats left of Franks HONOR, look at this, what a blast I had ripping away Helens INTEGRITY and did I ever have a-ball taking away young Bobs DIRECTION, bet your backside I was thrilled when I got my hands on Anns ENTHUSIASM.
How I savor fondling these trophies from my past and present robberies.
Hey, get a load of all those jobs over there, how sweet it was grabbing them, and how about that pile of previously good marriages? Had a ball destroying them.
Down there in that pit is where I keep active peoples SELF -ESTEEM. Theres Dons FREEDOM (laughed like hell when they put him in the slammer).
This pile of rubble makes me just shiver with ecstasy, dont you recognize it?
It used to be peoples CREDIBILITY.
And here sweetheart, is my most prized stolen possession. Yep, that big steel cage is full of thousands of broken people, what a fantastic sight!
All of them stumbling around. Know what I stole from them?
THEMSELVES certainly one of my award winning-traits is to steal away YOU!
http://www.soberrecovery.com/forums/newcomers-recovery/76255-letter-devil.html
I cannot believe I have really been talked into doing this; telling you about myself (which obviously your clients either dont know, or wont accept). I am going to let you know how I operate; what my strategies are, how I win (and I love to win)!
My initial reaction was
Why should I disclose them?
After thinking it over, it came to me that as usual, many people will read this and not consider this information anyway, so what have I got to lose? I mean what the hell, why shouldnt I divulge this stuff whos really gonna pay attention? After all this information has been available for many years and only a few gave a damn about it. Hell many people, even after reading this will still foolishly continue to take me on their way (how this makes me chuckle).
A.A./N.A/G.A. people try to tell them things; they wont accept it. Professional counselors tell them these things; they wont accept it, but OK . . .you want to hear the truth directly from the horses mouth? Read on.............
They teach you I am a disease; (I snicker because many people wont even accept that!)
People fail to strongly impress upon you what kind of disease you are up against.
Words like progressive, and insidious have little impact on you so let me tell you what Im all about.
I AM YOUR DEADLIEST ENEMY!
I make AIDS look minuscule compared with the devastation I have caused and intend to continue to impact on humanity.
I conduct my business of mutilation and destruction in a very business-like, highly productive, orderly manner that results in me being extremely successful!
I have an insatiable desire to torture, maim and destroy. I am totally vicious! I am brutal! I have perfected my skills of deception to an art form!
Early on, in the beginning of my attack on you, I can make myself almost invisible. I take you down ever so slowly and skillfully at first because I sure as hell dont want you to become aware of me.
That might frighten you away.
I am the Master of Manipulation!
As my progression becomes more visible, I most emphatically am not going to let your frustration and anger be directed at me.
No, no, no! I tell you its the job, its your spouse, its the kids. God forbid you should ever wise-up that its ME.
So I have you lash out at the only people who really care about you.
How I revel as I see you thrashing about throwing powder-puff punches at the world.
I continually whisper outright lies in your ear and incredibly, you buy right into them.
Remember when I told you THIS TIME IT WILL BE ALL RIGHT!orSURE YOU WENT OVERBOARD IN THE PAST, BUT THAT WONT HAPPEN AGAIN! and my all-time classic-
YOU CAN DO IT YOUR WAY YOU DONT NEED ANY HELP!
Each time I lie to you and you listen to me, I betray you. Look at your track record-SUCKER!
My paramount reason for being on this earth is to make certain you never achieve your full potential or enjoy the things that you deserve.
I see you start project after project, but I keep you from completing them so you rarely ever enjoy a feeling of accomplishment.
I keep you chasing two rabbits at the same time and grin as I watch your dreams of tomorrow become unfulfilled promises of yesterday.
With the young I damage your potential, destroy your initiative.
What pleasure I get from stunting your emotional growth, and converting you into a never-wuz.
With older people I remove the enjoyment of your autumn years and make you into a has-been.
I adore screwing up parents.
Instead of you moving forward with your lives, I suck you dry with worry and concern about the fate of your kids. In the face of all logic, reasoning, and just plain common sense, Mr./Mrs. Compulsivity you keep listening to me and your reward for foolishly doing this is that I BETRAY YOU AGAIN, AND AGAIN, AND AGAIN!
Beginning to get the picture, pal?
Im not exactly what you would call Mr. Nice Guy! I am a high-tech conversationalist! I just love to convert beautiful, sensitive, caring, productive people into self-centered, omnipotent blood sucking leeches who day-by-day drain their loved ones emotionally, physically and financially.
I give you selective hearing; so you hear only what I want you to hear!
I give you tunnel vision; so you see what I want you to see!
I roundly applaud myself as you begin to stumble through life as I prevent you from hearing and growing.
How you delight me as you continually permit me to twist your thinking!
By the way, pal-o-mine, I not only get a big boot out of messing you up, I am without peer when it comes to wrecking everyone who cares about you and whom you care about.
I convince you, of course, that you are only hurting yourself, no one else!
As things begin getting a little tackier (thats called PROGRESSION) and unbelievably you still listen to me, I advance more rapidly within you.
I cheer you on as you make emotional yo-yos out of those who still stand at your side.
Of course you mean all- thosewonderful promises you make to them likeNO MORE, NEVER AGAIN ETC.
I make damn sure you never carry them out by enticing you to have just one card game, drink, one joint, one line, or just make one little old bet.
You better believe I dont want you wising up to the fact that I am breaking the spirit of the other people in your life; that I am causing them TEN TIMES the amount of pain and sorrow; that Im dishing out to you.
Under my influence I, grin when you say things you would not have said, I smile softly as you begin not doing things you should.
I chuckle as I witness you doing things you never would have done, and I let out a real belly-laugh as you begin doing unthinkable things that inflict horrible pain on those you love which now cause you even higher levels of guilt, remorse, and shame.
I become ecstatic every time I witness those tears running down the faces of defenseless individuals and children who you are threatening and terrorizing (your very own spouse and kids)!
I must admit I am thrilled to my toes as I rip the very life out of the people around you.
Get a load of this the target that gives me the greatest satisfaction in destroying are YOUR KIDS!
I am delighted by every opportunity to keep getting them so upset and off balance by what is going on that they do not stand a chance of growing up without being severely scarred.
Look at the millions, yes millions of untreated ACOAs, ACOGs, Ive got romping around this country all screwed up!
How I chuckle when you say, YOULL DIE IF YOU DRINK, BET, OR USE AGAIN!
First of all you know damn well you dont really believe that, (just look at your past track record).
I do not kill people; well, sometimes I do, but when that happens it really ticks me off; obviously I socked it to that person too hard.
Hell, when they die, the games are over and Ive got to find a new SUCKER to take their place.
Hey baby, Id rather keep playing with them; destroy them a little at a time. No, I do my damnedest not to kill you since I want you to livemiserable, wretchedly, horribly!
One way I get my jollies is from being the worlds greatest collector. Didnt know that, did you pal?
Got a warehouse the size of Africa! I happily take things away from you that right-fully belong to you.
These are things that you have worked hard for, earned, and deserve.
I laugh all the time, I rob you of them and store them so I can enjoy my thievery when things get a little dull.
See theres Johns RESPECT over there and Marys MORALITY. Thats whats left of Franks HONOR, look at this, what a blast I had ripping away Helens INTEGRITY and did I ever have a-ball taking away young Bobs DIRECTION, bet your backside I was thrilled when I got my hands on Anns ENTHUSIASM.
How I savor fondling these trophies from my past and present robberies.
Hey, get a load of all those jobs over there, how sweet it was grabbing them, and how about that pile of previously good marriages? Had a ball destroying them.
Down there in that pit is where I keep active peoples SELF -ESTEEM. Theres Dons FREEDOM (laughed like hell when they put him in the slammer).
This pile of rubble makes me just shiver with ecstasy, dont you recognize it?
It used to be peoples CREDIBILITY.
And here sweetheart, is my most prized stolen possession. Yep, that big steel cage is full of thousands of broken people, what a fantastic sight!
All of them stumbling around. Know what I stole from them?
THEMSELVES certainly one of my award winning-traits is to steal away YOU!
http://www.soberrecovery.com/forums/newcomers-recovery/76255-letter-devil.html
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Years ago I saw a pamphlet in a casino titled “When is the Fun Stops”, it’s strange because I can recall feeling embarrassed, and insulted, at the same time. I wasn’t having fun, and it seemed impossible to me that anyone could be having fun gambling. And a pamphlet was there, free for the taking, by the casino cage, that was supposed to help “when the fun stops”? I was mad. At a...
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I am new here, however all the stories I’ve read sound like mine in a bunch of ways. I gambled for fun and nothing serious at first, I would only spend as planned nothing more. —- Then I won 11K and for months I was winning thousands, not realizing I was playing the winnings!! Then I won 30k, days later thousands more. Sounds like a windfall right? You’d like to have this problem right? Not...
It did not pull any punches.
What every addict needs to here.
Nails it on the head.
I'm printing this so I can carry it around with me.