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...
Doing the day, doing the day, doing the day! 104 days into my recovery, and I woke up at 10 this morning!!!! Super late sleeping in for me, but I was tuckered out.
I picked up a call, my mom called me, a few times, because I didn't pick up my phone, earlier than when I finally woke up, I can tell she had fear, and when I responded with my "morning" voice, I could tell she was worried. I would not pick up my phone when I was out gambling 104 days ago, and when I finally did, my voice was always different, in other words, although I would lie about where I was, or where I had been, everyone knew better. And the odd part is, I feel kind of guilty, like, maybe I did? Of course I haven't, but that odd feeling of guilt creeps back.
Doing the day, working a bit, chores and dinner with friends tonight. Such a better life for me since I have been in recovery. Each day, starting with day one, has been a gift.
Do the day my warriors.
xoxoxox
I picked up a call, my mom called me, a few times, because I didn't pick up my phone, earlier than when I finally woke up, I can tell she had fear, and when I responded with my "morning" voice, I could tell she was worried. I would not pick up my phone when I was out gambling 104 days ago, and when I finally did, my voice was always different, in other words, although I would lie about where I was, or where I had been, everyone knew better. And the odd part is, I feel kind of guilty, like, maybe I did? Of course I haven't, but that odd feeling of guilt creeps back.
Doing the day, working a bit, chores and dinner with friends tonight. Such a better life for me since I have been in recovery. Each day, starting with day one, has been a gift.
Do the day my warriors.
xoxoxox
my daughter just got picked up, coming home tuesday, i walked the dog, and sitting having a beer, wondering what to do with my saturday night
i never liked gambling alone on saturday night, so i would go during the day by myself, didnt want to look like a loser that had nothing better to do, the day was safe, "just popping in for some fun/maybe some cash"
delusional, some people go to be recognized, i would go and make sure no one so me, or if they say "hey wasnt that you last week" i would cringe inside "ugh im a regular"
i have work to do ...cause i still want to "reward" myself by going, i still dont get it" well i mean i get it, but my brain isnt set yet
just venting...have a good weekend leap
Boy that just took me back so quick to the many times I was actually concealing something and made me feel terrible, but I was glad that I didn't have something to hide and, frankly, that she had my back.
As you've said, each day is day one and definitely a gift.
Jay
Congrats on another day gamble free! :D
I wonder if redbox has the new 300 movie??
Do you have Netflix?
I had a similar phone call the other day. I went out to run errands and stayed out a long time. It worried my family..... duh, of course it did. That's exactly what I use to do - say I was going out for errands. Terrible.
Have a great weekend Leap and all and let's do whatever the heck it takes, WHATEVER, to stay out of the casinos.