Happy Holidays, I hope everyone is feeling well. I just got over an absolutely nasty bug, it hit me hard. I’m better now, and grateful for that. The stress of the season is trying to overwhelm me, or am I allowing it to try? Every fiber of my being is grateful that I’m not gambling through this time of year. I wanted to post something about my feelings today in the hopes letting it out in writing will work it’s beautiful magic on my mind. I’ve found myself wondering how I got through past holiday seasons while gambling, scrambling and pretending all was well. I know my husband hates it when my depression wants to kick in high gear, he has issues of his own, don’t we all. There, I kind of let if out, and it’s helping already.
This is a hard time of year for so many. Staying involved with reality is detrimental to staying in my recovery. Helping others can be very therapeutic and self rewarding, I love that. I need to remind myself to stay in the moment when my head wants to skip a beat. And to eat! Easy peasy stuff, don’t starve myself.
Thanks for being here with me on my journey to a better way of living and thinking.
Today I will not gamble
Hello friends - been a while since I posted. No excuses, just busy with life and many other things and haven't had much time to post or read. Tomorrow will be one year since I've gambled. I wrote a letter and hope you all don't mind if I share:Hello, my name is Jason, and I’m a compulsive gambler.I’ve uttered these words at least once a week, sometimes more for the last year. Today, October...
Okay, I had a gambling/drinking dream. It was a quick, little dream. Drink in hand and headed for the machines, with the LOUDEST thought in my head, NO ONE NEEDS TO KNOW. The secret. Ugggggggggg This happened the night I went to a concert, Lenny Kravitz, with my husband. I had a Roy Roger’s, I never drink Coke, crazy! Hahahaha Good concert. I quit drinking almost a yr ago, gambling 19...