The Fugue State
So, I'm a few days away from having to face the consequences of my actions. And as you fellow gambling addicts know, we can always scrap together a hundred dollars to gamble.
I'm $15k in debt with some of those debts being payday loans and some of it being money I've stolen, that is, it is from an account I'm in charge of and you know the drill, you "borrow" some money intended to pay it back with your winnings before anyone ever knows it's missing or gone.
Yeah, I'm beyond fucked and beyond hate myself yada yada yada you know how the self loathing goes.
So, I scrape together that hundred and I go online and I run it up to $3k which is enough to put the money back that I "borrowed" and it is also enough for me to put out some immediate fires and figure out a solution to my bullshit.
And of course, I slowly lose it and now I'm down to $20. FML. And then of course the gambling gods decide to have some fun and I go on another heater, run it up to $4k inside of an hour but...
I'm well into the fugue state. That state of being where I'm just one with the gambling and can't think beyond the next bet. I tell myself "You need to cash out" and like a Twilight Zone episode that thought falls down a deep dark well never to see the light again until 6 hours later I am completed busted.
What is the point of gambling if I can't stop when I win? I know this, and yet I do it again and again promising that if I can only win enough I'll never gamble again.
Well, I hope this sad and sorry story helps someone with their quitting and/or abstinence.
I had over ten years of sobriety and then I took advantage of a free gambling coupon for some new online game and of course I won some money and that was that, a decade of sobriety thrown away into the trash and all the money I've managed to save and my 740 credit rating ruined.