
My gambling journey started when I was 16 years old. At the time, it was on and off. I gambled whenever I had money and access to a casino. It didn’t feel dangerous then—it felt manageable, occasional, and under control.
At 20, I moved to a town with no casinos. To gamble, I had to travel nearly two hours. That distance helped more than I realised at the time. The effort, planning, and delay acted as a barrier, and my gambling reduced significantly.
At 23, everything changed.
Online gambling arrived—and it changed everything.
Suddenly, gambling was no longer something I had to travel for. It was available anytime, anywhere, right in my pocket. That convenience removed all barriers, and my gambling escalated fast.
Within one year of discovering online gambling, I lost my house and my pregnant wife. That was the lowest point of my life.
After that, I stopped gambling for almost two years.
I didn’t join a fellowship. I didn’t work a program. I didn’t ask for help. It was pure mindset. I convinced myself I had beaten gambling—that it was easy, that I had won.
What I didn’t know then was:
- Gambling addiction is lifelong
- It is progressive
- Recovery requires ongoing work
- Stopping is not the same as healing
At 26, I started gambling again.
Within a year and a half, I was completely gone—financially, emotionally, mentally. Worse than before.
This page will document my full story.
I will share every detail:
- Triggers
- Relapses
- What helped
- What didn’t
- What I wish I knew earlier
I’m writing this for honesty, for accountability, and for anyone who feels trapped and alone.
Please stay tuned.
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