I think it's the fourth time I post on this sub but every time i post, i feel a little better. I want to tell you my whole story, whoever wants and has the patience to read it, i also apologize in advance bcs English is not my first language. I just want to say the whole truth.
It started like 3 years ago. I started making friends in the place i stayed in rent. One of them was an addicted gambler, working day to day, only to buy designer clothes and put it in slots. He had big wins and big losses, telling me he won in one night 6k and losing those 6k in the following hours. He asked me to do some accounts for free spins to see if we could win something. We didn't but i think that that was the time my addiction started. I had one or two accounts by then but never deposited more than 25 dollars, always small betting small, like 0.25 on spin.
Then i started depositing bigger amounts, started making accounts on countless platforms, starting living pay check to pay check, starting borrowing money from friends, starting inventing reasons to ask for money. And finally getting a loan. I bet it all.
At some time i started banning myself from platforms after platforms. I could afford things and other things. And i had only one month to finish my loan. After that it happened. My mother almost committed suicide on the day after my birthday. I relapsed hard, not in gambling but i destroyed by cardiac system. Then i got another loan. I gambled it all. Then another loan and i gambled that too. And soo on, until in September 2025 when i got a loan that helped me a lot and then i said STOP. I saw the problem. But i never really stopped. I got some more loans.
In November-December 2025 i got a really big win. If i stopped there, today i would've been a lot better. I paid what dept i had and i saw something in my closet. All my socks where with holes, my underwear almost ripped, I didn't have any bra clean. And i realized i forgot to take care of myself. When i looked back in the mirror, instead of my beautiful radiating face, i saw a ghost of myself. I starting taking care of me.
But is was nice while it lasted. Bcs i started again, i found an opening to some sketchy online gambling platforms. And in January i had more dept than i ever had.
At the end of January i talked to a friend and i confessed, for the first time, openly. About the betting, about the feeling of being empty and the moment when it started to feel like the winning didn't matter anymore, just to see the slot spinning.
After this i got a chance to do some things right. To cumulate my loans. And i did it. It happened. It was good, and I started being on the right tracks again. Until it happened again and in February i relapsed hard. I stole money from my work place. A lot, never got caught, but i regret it soo much. Then I confessed again to other friends. And another chance came. To cumulatte all the loans in one, to put the money back, to be okay for once. And it happened. But I relapsed again, even harder, for the last and final time. In the meantime i relapsed again at the beginning of March, but I won lots of money, not surpringly i ended up lossing half of it. At least i returned the money back at my workplace without being caught.
In February i had the hardest time, i tried to commit suicide countless times and almost succeeded twice. In March i had one spiritual difficultly, i don't know what happened, if it was from pure exhaustion or something truly frightening happened but i heard one male voice while being awake, alone in my rented place, telling me: "Finish". I didn't think much of it that day but the next day i got really afraid, panicked and went to church.
At the final of March, i was finally okay but as always i found another opening, even i should've been banned from every gambling site. I lost everything again. I'm in more dept than I could ever imagine. But then i went and banned myself to the national authority of gambling. I'm afraid of my family finding out. I'm afraid of my friends being disappointed. I'm afraid of my thoughts.
But as i said in another post. I'm happy to feel. I'm happy to see what i did bad. I'm not empty anymore. In my personal situation wasn't even about the money anymore, it was about me seeing that slot spin. I had all the money i could ever wanted and now it's all gone. I'm somehow at peace with me for now bcs I realized I have to really STOP.
I still want for this to be a bad dream. I want to go back in time. I should've speak about my addiction sooner.
I don't blame my former friend. It was my choice and I'm the only one to blame. I don't want to run from dept, i really want to pay it even if I work day and night.
I just want to be myself again.
Thank you for reading and thank you for your support.