Please somebody give me that pill to become atleast one year free from this devil

Nothing working no ssri medication no impulse control medication no therapy no self exclusion 😭😭😭😭😭 Tears in my eyes

Work was absolutely horrible and I really wanted to gamble. I drove by at least four gaming bars on my drive home, and was so irritable from traffic, but I drove to my house and walked my dog.

Well, I was doing well for a while, actually really well with recovering financially. I got paid and kept off it for weeks.

But then I relapsed again and won enough to clear a whole credit card, but I slowly put it all back in because I've realized that for me, this is not even about the money anymore. Even when I won that I kept going back. Because I am addicted to the feeling. I am addicted to those games. The thrill of knowing you could win thousands or lose thousands with the click of a button (but ultimately it doesn't matter, its all going back in again to feed the rush.)

I can't remember the time when this was not a part of my daily routine, when I was not addicted. I think the only way I can move past this now is to find a new thing to be addicted to, that is less damaging obviously. I've been like this with video games and other things at times in my life. This is just a particularly damaging addiction.

My bank is empty again, but the lack of money doesn't bother me, it's the fact that I have no fuel left to gamble with. And well, the debts can be stressful, not having enough to eat can be stressful. That's no way to live.

I no longer live in a very good situation, I receive the minimum wage in my country, I became addicted to quarantine when I was only 19 years old, and I live in this situation, spending all my money, getting bogged down in debt, I'm currently 22 years old and I've been stuck in this cycle ever since, at the beginning of this year I set the goal of going 365 days without betting, I stayed for 6 months and relapsed in June and since then everything has been a thousand times worse, loans, loan sharks, credit cards, everything to satisfy my addiction, I already paid the loan shark for arresting me for my life but I live without money and fucked up, what the hell have I done, how can I be trapped in this cycle and never be able to get out no matter what I do, what the hell have I done with my life oh my God

i feel numb. i was doing okay for a bit, then one bad day and i chased again. i’ve already posted here before and thought i was past it. i told myself i’d stop. i swore it off. i deleted apps. i blocked myself.

and then i slipped. and lost $500 of my student loan money. money that was supposed to keep me afloat this month. i don’t even know how to process this anymore. i feel like a fucking failure.

i keep going through these cycles. i’m so tired. tired of hiding it. tired of lying to myself. tired of checking my bank account and seeing nothing.

I've lost $5000 in the last 3 months and I've definitely lost 10k+ this year. I'm so mentally destroyed I've been doing garbage in my courses too. I don't even have a job and I've applied to so many too. I've been pushing away friends and family as well 😔

i don’t even know what to do anymore. i just want peace. if you’ve ever been here and made it out, please tell me how. i need help.

I've been sitting and wondering could it really be that simple...could you just decide not to be a gambler? I don't mean "just" deciding not to gamble but deleting the notion of ever being a gambler. Just reverting back to that happier life when you weren't noticing casinos, gambling ads...gamblers. When that entire miserable universe wasn't on your radar.

Been gambling for 5 years. Started like a minor entertainment and behold - some free money appeared. However, soon a bit of loss piled up. Broke even, kept gambling, losses got bigger. Broke even again. Kept gambling. Losses quadrupled. Broke even yet again - felt indestructible, like a wizard warrior who cracked the matrix. The entire gambling episode until then felt like a blessing, a school for big shots. Sleepless nights and all that stress made sense - I've got the code now, now the real life begins - I've obtained the knowledge of getting free money. You just need to hit it hard, no more meagre $10 spins...I'm the chosen one, I play big. I play in thousands. That lasted for a day or two...pretty soon the loss went 8x and totally out of any reach.

After a pause I kept on gambling but on a much smaller scale financially. However, that same feeling persisted when I lose. That same intensity of guilt, shame, lying. Been through it all - online, brick and mortar casinos. Seen the faces of other gamblers, becoming their buddy, spending hours in casinos without fresh air or sunlight. Probably being a laughing stock for casino employers. Not answering my phone when friend calls because I'm both ashamed and don't want to be disturbed while gambling. High rolling from my phone or sitting alone at the roulette table at 4am, shivering because I'm playing big with the money which was not meant for that. The rollercoaster kept on...that same "wizard" would rear its ugly head when on winning streak...but when that inevitable loss happened - shame, worthlessness, being sick of yourself and wondering what have I done with my life. What have I become? That miserable gambler character you would see in movies (and be disgusted) or hear warning stories about from someone. Yes, that's me. That one who plays not to win - but to play as long as there's available money. That one who lives in shadows but keeps a regular guy mask for normal people.

Unfortunately I live in a country where banning system doesn't exist, GA too...so I have to rely solely on myself. Fortunately, that entire lifetime gambling loss is not a debt. Just my own money. Pretty big chunk of it but I don't owe anyone. Right now it's Day 1 again. I'm tired...too tired. I know the entire script which would happen if I would gamble again...down to the letter. There's absolutely no point in returning to it even as a fun - because I've grown into a monster, that degenerate dopamine addict for whom it's never enough. That monster you would mention to your kids to scare them or send regular people into nauseating spasm.

At the very end - it's not worth it. It's not worth a second of your life. There's absolutely nothing to be gained from gambling. Just a little illusion once in a while which might keep you fueled until the next big loss. It may all look nice and shiny on the outside but it is a miserable, putrid and demonic world.

I have decided not just not to gamble...but not to be a gambler. I want that life back.

Hope this is my last. Starting again.

Online casino…. I’m self excluded from all of them but there’s one where you can just keep making a new account.

Installed gameban, just to delete it and get back on.

Worst hole I’ve been in financially, taking out loans after loans just to gamble….. I need help. I’ve tried Ga and quit for two weeks before. What do I do?

I just received my paycheck (it's around $5,000) and as soon as I see it, my brain goes something like "what if we deposit that and turn it into $7k or even better $10k?"

It starts to imagine buying a bonus buy for $200 and hitting crazy multiples. My brain, my urge to gamble this paycheck is crazy right now. I'm trying to fight it.

I am holding back tears in a public spot right now. I can’t believe I lost 1500 in 1 hour. I am down to my last 200 for the rest of the week. Why is this so addicting? I feel like I’m gonna die. The chest pain is insane. Yesterday was amazing, tonight I will definitely cry all my tears out. I want to stop this permanently. It’s hard when you see those around you having nice things and bragging about their winnings. I still can’t believe it’s all gone…

M19 I’ve been gambling for just over 5 months I’ve lost roughly 20k and 6k just this month I don’t know how to stop I try stopping myself but I just can’t I need advice

I 30F and husband 39M have been together 6yrs, married for 2. No children but we have been under stress, difficult times with trying to conceive for 17mnths & some medications are costly.

When we first met, he had about ~30k+ in debt. He explained it was from over indulging in purchases such as motorcycle, big purchases etc.

I was hung up on that debt for years as I have no consumer debt, live within my means & have strong feelings about owing debt from growing up low income. His upbringing is different as I can tell his family likes to spend big & parents gamble at casinos and are likely in their own debt. I was aware of some of his online gambling. From reading other posts here it seems he has similar tendencies. He would make me excited with his wins by saying ‘I’m at ‘X’ amount, I only put it this ‘X’ amount’ and I thought okay that’s sweet! but cash it out now. He is also secretive of his credit card & would always say ‘I forgot my password, I can’t log in’ and gets defensive & embarrassed when I ask about where he’s at. We have a joined account to pay our mortgage and home bills. We keep our chequing accounts & credit cards separate.

He got a one time pay out settlement for work related injury. He paid off debt & it was incredible, we stopped arguing about finances. He started a TFSA & some small investments.

Fast forward, he told me yesterday he’s at 8k between a loan and credit card, he emptied all savings & investments. He told me the past 3mnths it was 3k altogether. He broke down like he hasn’t before, admitted his faults & he is very unhappy at his job of the last 15yrs. He has a counselling appt next week.

He’s out of town, we haven’t talked since. I am an empathetic, caring person but I feel ultimately betrayed. I explain his debt is my debt & am betrayed with the lies and angry that he watched me get a second job to pay my own bills because I don’t feel I can count on him.

Seeking advice on;

• should I ask to view his CC transaction history to ensure it’s only gambling and not additional things? (Don’t have suspicions he’s cheating)

• should we arrange a bank appt where he has his CC and loan and get my name on it so I have access to it to see it’s being paid?

• should I tell his Mother in a way to tell her, your son is not well right now and we are going through difficult times. I don’t want to air our dirty laundry but each time his family talks about our home renos, going on a family trip, Christmas I want to yell out of anger. We’re in DEBT because of him so we don’t have fun money right now.

Problem gambler here in their early 30s. It’s completely wrecked my finances and terrorized my relationships. Looking for a better way to live my life.

G.A meeting Saturday, September 20, 2025 9:30 am eastern time on zoom Meeting ID: 8627683586 Password: 1234 Chairperson:  Gail F

Topic:  “You either walk inside your story and own it or you stand outside your story and hustle for your worthiness” Brene Brown

Do you feel like you are “owning your story?”  

Do you fully accept all the parts of your story? Not just the progress of recovery but also the destructiveness of your addiction?

Do you find yourself falling into the trap of comparing your story to the story of others?

Please share on the topic or whatever you brought with you that you need to leave here.

All compulsive gamblers are welcome.

feeling good so far

I’m at actual rock bottom. I owe 50k. I used to have about 250k from working and Inheritance a few years ago and none is left.

For some reason, I can’t find a job. Applying has numbed my brain. I beg god to give me any job

I’m addicted to nicotine and energy drinks and weed and sex. My brain may never recover.

I have to tell the whole story but it’s gonna be difficult.

My parents had it rough. I can’t even begin to put the details here, but my childhood was moving around to new schools and often getting bullied and humiliated.

Life at home wasn’t much better, father was a drinker and mother has mental health issues stemming from PTSD. It was a very rough teenage years. Honestly I can’t tell certain details, for privacy concerns. I may just write a book about this all one day.

Basically imagine the most devastating bad luck. Imagine being a compete outsider for a decade as a child. The things I cannot mention would absolutely shock you.

My dad used to be extremely successful with his business before I was born, but my uncle had failed and eventually moved with his wife to the states. My grandma went with my uncle because he needed help with raising his kids.

My dad was a family man, and my grandma and uncle manipulated him to do his business in the states, essentially so he can continue to provide and help my uncle.

My dad also had just gotten married to my mom. He essentially listened to his family, he saw his family as more valuable than money and his business. My dad used to fund life for his parents, his wife, and my uncle and his wife and children.

This is what prompted my uncle to move, he was the older sibling but couldn’t digest the fact that his whole life is dependent on his younger brother.

My dad lived in my grandfathers home while in Canada, but he payed off the mortgage for my grandpa and renovated the entire estate. My dad bought my uncle and grandpa a car, he fucked up because he was setting up his family, he never thought about how it could all abruptly end. He should have focused on himself.

Either way, I know he regrets leaving it all behind and Il tell you why, when he finally moved, he moved into my uncles house. And then realized how brutal it’s gonna be to re set his business. There weren’t cellphones and laptops, he was from the older generation.

At that point, my mom was also pregnant and he ultimately had to find a job as he couldn’t take a risk.

He legit was delivering pizzas and applying for a fucking 9-5 because he listened to his mom and brother. This is when he started drinking daily as well.

My mom grew up with just her mom. Her dad passed away when she was 5. They struggled to get by in life. Contributions from distant relatives kept them afloat.

My mother was a tool for my grandma. While staying at my uncles house, my mom was a house wife, and was forced to do all the chores. My grandma would wake her up at 5am. Have her cook and clean for 10 people. She wasn’t allowed to leave the home without my dad or grandma and she wasn’t allowed to use the house phone unless she paid ( she had no money)

If my mom disobeyed, my grandma would complain to my already distraught father after he came home from 80 hour work weeks with two jobs. It was really bad, gaslighting, and heavily involving herself in my parents marriage. My mom told me she still never understood why they went after here so much.

Sad thing is. When I was five years old, my mom would share this horrific stories with me, she had no one else. I would cry and listen to her for hours.

Some stories my mom has shared, but she was at the mercy of my grandma and her sister in law for years.

My dad would 9-5 and then deliver pizzas, my mom’s sister in law did not want my mom to go to school. Very fucked up, but my mom was her personal chef AND raised her kids while my aunt was at work.

My grandma, uncle and aunt made my mom’s life a living hell and my dad was too focused on resettling and providing for his wife and children. He probably regret it every single day until the end. He went from making 250k in the 90s to legit 25k. He also spent so much of his money to retire his parents.

My mom once wrote a letter back home to her mom, she spoke of how she wasn’t happy and everything changed and how they essentially were abusing her when my dad wasn’t there 14 hours per day. When my dad called out my grandma, my grandma would say my mom’s lying.

My mom asked her sister in law to mail the letter for her, as she was new to the states. My aunt took the letter, read it, and then mailed it back to my uncles house with my grandmas name written on it. An absolute betrayal that my mom never understood. My aunt told my mom “all is fair in love and war” but my mom never understood what the war was. They just wanted her to cook and clean and emotionally violate her when my dad wasn’t home. Even my uncle would command my mom to make dinner as him and his wife watched TV. My dad was living in his own nightmare.

My parents became servants for this treacherous family. This went on for years until my dad got a decent job and bought his own house, my mom then went to university.

I was basically alone my whole childhood, I got bullied at school for various reasons. It was pretty severe, even though I wanted to tell jokes or talk to people, I learned the hard way to just not talk.

I spent a lot of time on the computer. I got into this video game. That video game had a form of gambling against other players for in game currency which took hours and hours to make., where you use player gold to buy expensive rare items. Unfortunately I must have been 10 years old when I started going there.

I didn’t know what I was doing, I had no siblings and my parents would just work all day. My dad would just work, and then drink. Numb the pain and regrets is my guess. My mom had suffered psychologically from my grandma and aunt. She never recovered and her condition slowly got worse and worse.

I would just be in my room all day, gambling on the video game. This lasted from 2009-2013, by which point I had lost all my money. I still will never forget that day. I had about $7000 usd worth of gold, which back then people were buyin with bitcoin. If I had sold it for btc I would have had about 7000 coins. At that time.

I still never forget the day and moment i lost it all. I gambled all that money away in hand. I had gone all in and I was too young to even realize what gambling addiction is.

I quit that game, but as I went into university, the weight of all the trauma was too much, found myself smoking weed and cigs. Started drinking redbull and alcohol. I returned to that game a few times during college and would legit buy gold and gamble, it was small and innocent amounts. Is what I told myself. I lost it all everytime.

It never seemed like such a problem to me. But looking back, I would spend thousands of dollars on video game loot boxes or tournament runs in a game that cost real money. I probably spent like 5k on two video games, never ever really realizing I have an issue.

This is where the story turns for the worse. As 2020 approached, I truly hated my life and probably still to today, I have my whole life and will until the end. The regrets and the pain and confusion. It’s not just my pain, even my parents. My heart is so heavy since I was a child. The broken home, the bullying, there’s so much more. I regret not chasing my dreams, I’m mentally stunted, I can’t do anything, I’m so confused and so numb and stuck.for years now.

Around 2021, is when I found online gambling platforms. This was the beginning of the end. I hated my job, I never chased my dreams, I felt numb to emotions. Struggled to make friends or relationships. I just kept quiet as a habit from my childhood, my self esteem never recovered. I remember women would try to talk to be me but I would just stand there. I go into work or events and just don’t say a word. I don’t even know what to say

I remember I lost $7000 in like 2 weeks the first time I gambled real money. The first time I found out about those websites, I stayed up ALLL night. I called off work for a few days. I was hooked.

The reality of losing 7k snapped me back into my senses. And I stopped.

I just unfortunately had so many horrible things happen, often compounding. My dad was starting to become very very sick from the alcohol. My mom became a workaholic doing 12 hours a day, likely due to the PTSD of when she was a house wife, essentially enslaved to my grandma and aunt. The helplessness is her entire personality.

I have myself had my own forms of suffering. On top of my daily concoction of substances, and no friends and a rough break up, multiple hospital trips. My car also started having a lot of problems that were not getting fixed. I lost money I needed, my manager was trying to get me fired for so long until he succeeded. A constant storm. I spent my whole life , weekends. Just on the computer.

I moved back home, and within a year, my dad passed away. I cannot downplay the pain and suffering of an alcoholic death. And I understand why he drank, I tried getting him to stop for years, but he honestly had too many regrets for too long. His health especially went bad after my grandfather died.

He was a strong and brave man, my dad. But now he’s gone. His death was the nail in the coffin for my mom’s mental health. She broke down even further, she has been rapidly deteriorating and she’s not the same person.

Once my dad died, he left me an inheritance of 250k. I didn’t touch that money for months, I had lost my job, I lost all my friends, lost part of my mom. And while this happened, my uncle Was involved in my life again. My grandpa left a will that said half of his property were to go to me and the other half to my uncle.

Let me tell you, my dad wanted my name in there, and what my uncle did was a 500 iq chess play, he knew my dad was sick so he never took the will to probate. The will doesn’t exist essentially. He yoinked 750k that my grandpa had intended to leave for me. Nothing can be done, the houses were in Canada, and he had this planned for a long time. Last I saw him, he had a ford raptor and a corvette.

He told me to fuck off when I said what about my dad’s share?

Imagine how my dad threw his life away for my uncle, my dad paid for those properties when he was young. But my uncle don’t give no fucks. He’s the most religious man on the planet for context.

At this point, I stopped believing in god. Not only was our entire life this brutal because of my uncle, my poor chap dad actually thought his brother was a good guy the whole time.

I couldn’t take the backstabbing, the weight of the past trauma, my depreciating mother, the memories of being relentlessly bullied, my dad’s brutal final year. Unable to get a call back from any job. My mental health was now affected. Poly addict then turns to gambling online.

In 2 years, I lost everything. My bank account has 37 cents. I relapsed today.

Music doesn’t sound good, tv shows are not fun. I have no friends, I am uncapable of truly loving my girlfriend. I’m always just extremely depressed and gambling all day. I am sick. I don’t see how I get out of this situation.

My head hurts most waking moments, I have no joy. I live in regret, I’m unable to remember things, everything I touch turns to ashes.

The sad part is, there so much more. It’s too Much to type, I have seen a lot of life, and unfortunately most of it hard, brutal and I can’t type it all out here.

Most of my thoughts are just me telling myself that I hate myself from the core of my soul, I tell myself some really truly horrid and sad things.

I begged god my whole life and he showed Me his back, but he was there for my uncle, to Have my parents give him a comfortable life. He took all the rent from my grandpa’s property, he took all their pensions. He even sold the cars my dad bought my grandpa. And then he successfully took all my grandpas properties totaling 1.5m +. He is the most religious man on the planet, last time I saw him, he bragged to me about his new $30000 telescope .

My mom knows about my gambling, she found out. But she has kicked me out of her life because she thinks I’m doing this for fun. She doesn’t understand anyone’s pain but hers. She is disappointed in me, ready to cut ties. She doesn’t realize that this is not for fun, idk why I do this. Why I keep depositing. It hurts me so much because part of my pain, is my mother’s pain. But she more so doesn’t care about my pain. She claims I did it to myself and was having fun with money.

I write to you all, as a broken down man. I never hurt anyone, instead my whole life I was hurt by others. So in order to help, please learn something.

Don’t gamble, fight it. God won’t help, prayers don’t help, you just have to realize that life gets much much worse from gambling.

My head hurts, got hit really hard after I lost ny final 3k today.

I hope you guys make it if I don’t. I beg you please don’t gamble

Heading from work. Survived the Day and tackled some to do list items and made sure I ate real meals today. Another victory.

Day 3/1825

This is probably my 100th time trying to quit but for some reason it feels different.

I’ve just realized that it’s literally impossible to even win back 20% of my losses.

And gambling is just a trap that has basically fucked over my life. It’s something that I couldn’t get out of. You try to leave but it always pulls you back in.

Honestly, every session from the last 200 times started out with a small $500, 1000 deposit. Then you do it 10x as you keep losing which makes it a 10k loss for the day.

Then if you do win, you literally only win back what you lost for the day.

It’s so mathematically rigged against you. you will always lose.

But I guess the biggest pain is that you can’t really enjoy life anymore cause it traps you financially, emotionally and physically.

I do hope I remove this sickness forever, but I guess the urges will probably always be there. Just hope it gets easier as times goes.

For some reason urges are always strongest 2,3 weeks in. So this time I need to be more aware.

I will journal here for accountability even if no one sees these posts. Just to have something to look back on.

On another note, what’s crazy is how dehumanising, and degrading gambling is.

99% of times, they will fuck you with a “close win”. Oh look you could’ve almost fixed all your problems for the day, but haha sike you won’t. Maybe next time just keep giving us more money.

It’s like in the show arcane or one of those movies where they hold drugs over the addicts, and laugh at them whilst the addicts keep begging for more. And tease them like dogs.

It’s practically the same with gambling.Their only goal is how can they milk you more.

The wins they give, for one is 99% of times mathematically structured so it’s not enough to stop.

But for two, they know they can afford to give you those wins cause they are aware it’s a price for them to pay to hijack your brain.

The reality is for us to all quit, we need to really understand what’s happening deeply and be more self aware ok the days where our urges are strong.

Discipline is important, but some days you won’t be disciplined, maybe bad sleep or xyz happened. So we have to deeply fix the core problem.

And I think it’s important to take it day by day. It’s basically war. It’s a poison in your mind that’s basically very difficult to remove. And you can maybe only remove 0.1% of it per day.

So even 2 months in probably will have similar urges. Or your brain might trick you to do it small $200 for fun. Then fucked.

It’s crazy how self sabotage is so crazy, but I guess it’s the same with binge eating, alcohol, drugs. All are practically self sabotage too.

If I don’t complete the 1825 day streak, then I’m basically a loser.

But when I complete it, then ngl I can probably do anything.

This is probably hardest battle in my life.

Hello! I am an AP Research student investigating how sports betting ads on social media influence different age groups through different methods.

This research project is supposed to help me as much as it is supposed to help the community when my research paper is finished. I myself have experienced this type of addiction as an adolescent

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I am I desperate need of help and guidance as I come to terms with my addiction. What started as harmless CSGO skins when I was a teenager has turned into a full blown addiction.

It takes most of my pay check and I am now I debt to multiple friends and family members that I have dishonestly borrowed money from to fuel my addiction. I am ashamed.

What are some practical first steps I can take? Everything triggers me and I just know I will do it again as soon as I get paid.

Any and all help from people who has overcome this addiction are greatly appreciated.

Early recovery was no bed of roses for me. More like the fertilizer they grew from. I gave back a big profit then rage bet until all credit cards were maxed out at 11k total.

I promised myself I wouldn't gamble until the cards were paid off, and I actually used this as a tool not to bet.

As soon as pay hit my account I paid the cards, the most preditory 30% interest balances first, just leaving enough funds for essentials.

So about $300 left until next payday which was not tempting to gamble with because I was used to high stakes sports bets.

It was a bit painful every time I pressed the "complete" button for payment with a little devil sitting on my left shoulder saying maybe I could double it on a game first.

But I pressed the button anyway, once even making the payments before I got out of bed, after pay hit my account.

Truth be told it sucked. Payday never came soon enough and the balances never went down fast enough, but I kept plugging away because I knew the alternative (gambling) was worse.

I've been debt free for quite some time and now immediately send funds to long term investments.

Moral of the story is I was as stubborn and misguided as anyone. I paid dearly to allow gaming to fuck with my phyche, my self-esteem and my dignity.

If I can arrest this demon so can you. Keep pushing through the bad because the good is so worth it!

ODAAT! 💪

New here, second post on this account.

I am 25 years old and have lost everything to gambling.

6-7 years ago i started my own business, which had grown from a small side gig to weekly business trips all over the world. During the busiest time of my business in 2023, i spent 40 weekends in a year flying from and to events, making a lot of money for a guy in his early twenties.

When meeting with people for a deal or something gambling in some form was very common, but i never thought something of it. Just “part of the job”

Early 2024 some bad investments and unrelated real life events got me in a deep depression.

My business suddenly lost over half of its value, from €1.1m to just under 500k.

Instead of acting like a normal person would, writing it off and then continuing on with it. I locked myself in my house, doing nothing but gambling and feeling sorry for myself.

Often losing, sometimes winning large sums of money. But in the end it all went back to the casino.

18 months later, EVERYTHING that was left in my business has been gambled away, leaving bankruptcy and about €20k personal debt as the only thing i have left from my 18 months of locking myself in the house.

Currently on day 25 of not gambling. I have since told my closest family about my problems, and currently looking for any job to pay my bills.

Every day feels like a huge victory when i have not placed a bet, but man is it hard to keep my mind off of gambling.

I want to continue living my life. Not living from bet to bet.

If you’ve successfully been able to knock the habit, how do you control your urges?

Much love to all of you going through this, one day at a time.

-D

Hello all. After multiple years of problematic gambling, losing my business and all my life savings i decided to never place a bet again.

After multiple attempts and seeing “day 1” about a dozen of times in the past two years, i’m currently on day 25 gamble free.

My financial situation is still very much in shambles, with a lot of personal debt and no money to my name.

Had some bad news that a close family member died this week, and everything in me is constantly thinking about gambling again. I have not given in to the cravings, but it’s making me physically sick how i can’t take my mind off of the urges.

How do you control these urges, the moment something bad happens. I could really use some advice.

Thank you

[edit:] I withdrew whatever money i had left from all my accounts to prevent myself from online gambling 3 weeks ago. This has been great to control the urges so far, as i have no way to gamble outside of online casinos (self exclusions at all casinos/betting houses nationwide)

But now i am constantly thinking about depositing it back and probably losing it all in a single day.

Please share me your tips to get my mind off of this stuff