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Gambling is addictive

Gambling is addictive - Linda Bruce

Two years ago my husband got the taste of playing poker online. It did not bother me back then, because he was not doing it often. He would play once in a way, when he would be sick, stuck at home in the bed. Other than that, he was way too busy with his business to have time for anything else.

One year later, things changed. He started to play more often, which made me wonder if there was something I should have been worrying about or not. When I discussed with him, he mentioned that he had allowed himself a budget of two hundred dollars for the entire year for playing. I was not thrilled, but I could not say more. He was honest with me. Also I have blown more than couple of hundreds during my shopping spree with the girls!

After four months, he admitted that he had lost and he would not play again. There was something in my mind, which made me believe that was not the end. Call it premonition! After two other months he mentioned he had lost another two hundred dollars. By the end of the year he had lost a thousand dollars!

He became addicted to gambling and he was not even aware of it. He was in denial. When I saw on the MasterCard bill how much he had lost, I flipped out. I confronted him right away. He disagreed with me, saying that his loss was less than the amount I was telling him. Then I showed him the bill. He turned quiet and we did not speak for two weeks after this incident.

The following year, he blew two other thousands on this stupid addiction, despite the fact that I was asking him not to gamble anymore. There was always an excuse for all the losses.

I was stunned to hear him talking about himself as if he was an elite poker player. I called him a fool and told him that eventually he would lose everything, his family included.

That threat did not help change things. It actually made things worse. He stopped listening to me, spending time with our kid, and hiding in order to play. He started to lie and spend money intended for the house on his game. Once I sent him to buy an awning montreal, and he ended up in the casino.

His strange behaviour threw me off. I tried reaching to his family, hoping that maybe they would put some sense into him, making him realize he was destroying our family budget along with our marriage. That made him stop playing, but it did not help our relationship. Too many things had changed between us.

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