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...
No one is worthless, no life is wasted, know that depression is part of the withdrawal from gambling, keep the national suicide hot line number nearby: 1 (800) 273-8255 and use it if you feel that way again. You have children who need you. You need you!
My parents have been gone for over two decades and I did not have children. But I am worth it, so are you.
just love yourself enough to know its worth it....god speed, go to church say a prayer, light a candle, hang in there....We need you :)
I think there are two issues at play here: Your relationship with parents, and your relationship with yourself.
I made some mistakes in my mid-twenties. Feeling alone and desperate in the world, I too turned to my parents for support. I imagined they would comfort me. But they did not. They shamed me. They refused to speak to me about some of my mistakes. They essentially shunned me.
And I was stunned. I thought we were close. I thought they loved me unconditionally. Instead I realized that I had bruised their egos because their egos needed to see me a certain way to feel like they were awesome parents. It wasn't them speaking from their hearts; it was them protecting themselves from the idea that they weren't perfect parents and I wasn't a perfect daughter. The fake glass image came shattering down.
Eventually they came around. In the meantime, it was a hurtful but necessary lesson. I learned to become friendly with my parents without relying on them for support or guidance. I learned how to rely on myself as an adult and turn to professionals for help with my addictions, my underlying issues, and my finances.
And in the end, it was one of the best things that could have happened to me. I am not living a quasi-existence as woman-child; I am a strong, independent woman today with an adult support network.
But I'm sorry you are going through all of this. I'm sorry your parents aren't supporting you. And I'm sorry you feel ashamed, frustrated, depressed, worthless, and anxious. I am here to tell you there is nothing to be ashamed of -- you are not in denial and are on your way out of the problem. You are not in need of feeling frustrated -- we are here to help. Do not be depressed -- there is hope for you. Do not feel worthless -- your daughter needs you. Do not feel anxious -- time will heal all of your wounds and give you a strength you never knew you had.
Maybe that sounds preachy, but please, know that I am speaking from my heart. You are a champion and you can beat this addiction.
Boy I think you hit the nail on the head! I do think what happened with your parents is very similar to mine. I do need to separate a bit from them and like you not rely on them so much for guidance and support. I felt very shamed from my dad and that is the last thing I need. I certainly know what I did wrong!
However, i did tell my husband today, everything. He was very supportive. Of course he was disappointed and somewhat angry but said he loves me very much and wants to help me on this journey. He knows that I need to do the work, but he is going to help me with anything i need to get better.
I am so grateful and blessed to have him, he is a wonderful man.
I do feel better, relieved that I have shared it.I do not feel as anxious and depressed. Happy that I can start anew!
But all of this is fixable, one day or even one minute at a time. You will have to examine the wreckage and decide one by one what needs to be taken care of. I placed my last bet ten years ago today and still have one last debt to pay off. But I have been given the steady reminder of who I am and that me gambling is a disaster with wide-spread destruction. I know this in my heart and that keeps me off the computer and out of the casino.
Again, you can make it through this and do not be surprised if it does take a while for anyone to believe you. Let them judge you by your right actions and not your words. Take Care.
Now that you know you have support and love you just need to make a workable program you can follow and do the work.
Count your blessings and know that you are loved, and worth the effort in the fight for sanity.
To some extent, revealing to your partner that you have been hiding a secret gambling addiction is like revealing that you have had an affair. The mode of betrayal is different, but there is still shock, surprise, broken trust, anger, sadness, and fear that you may do it again.
I say this because it's a long journey ahead. I want for you to be prepared and to pace yourself and your expectations accordingly.
I revealed to my partner in June that I had a gambling addiction. For myself, I self-banned, started going to therapy, signed up for this group, and put my partner in full control of my finances, with me only having a spending allowance each week for things like clothes, going out to eat, seeing friends, etc. No cards or checks at all. This prevented me from going to the casinos in my state and a neighboring state, as well as from sneaking parts of paychecks and running off to the casino when I travel.
But it was a long journey. Though he is a kind and understanding and forgiving person, there were moments I think the image of the "amazing" woman he proposed to became somewhat tarnished. I had to get vulnerable, be willing to be exposed as totally weak around this addiction. He had to admit that he felt betrayed and foolish, that I was able to sneak away for that long and spend that much money without him noticing.
We considered counseling, but instead sometimes read books about gambling addiction or just talk openly for a while about it together. It was rough for the first month or two; I think he was shocked and somewhat angry and sad he didn't notice.
It's been three months now, and we are to the point where I can turn to him when I have urges to gamble. It's better. In some ways, I think we have moved to a place where we have greater emotional intimacy because I messed up so badly with the gambling. But at the same time, it was a long road to get here. And I don't want for you to think it will be easy. Brace yourself, pace yourself, and know that you only have to get through one day at a time.
We have changed all the financials, everything will go through him, and I will get an allowance until time elapses, treatment, therapy and trust is restored.
And yes, I'm trying real hard not to get ahead of myself, one day at a time!