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Volume No. I, Issue No. 4 July 1999 |
I am one of the ones many GA members call "lucky," blessed with maintaining abstinence from my very first GA meeting. However, I really believe that I understand why some people relapse multiple times before they put together a significant period of time not gambling. Here is my theory about hitting bottom. You know, we all have pain and demons. That is a part of life. Some of us just fail to cope with it in a healthy way and end up seeking refuge in some form of substance-based or behavior-based altering of brain chemistry. We are self-anesthetizing. DEFINITION: Bottom happens when the pain created by the behavior you have adopted to anesthetize your pain becomes greater than the pain you initially set out to escape. I got to my bottom, and then walked into my first meeting. Others come in earlier in the cycle. They certainly know that gambling is causing pain, no longer giving them the shelter from it. But they come in at a point before the pain from gambling is worse than their initial pain. These women go back out, and then, once enough misery from gambling piles up, the scale tips and they have endured enough. They have found bottom and can now truly embrace recovery.
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PATH OF SELF-DESTRUCTION As you have read in this newsletter, many, if not most, women are "escape gamblers." I personally have about equal parts action gambler and escape gambler in my makeup. My games of choice were poker and blackjack. I got a real rush from the moment I hit the casino, a feeling of exhilaration, that it seemed I could almost literally trace, would run through my bloodstream. To this day I can still recall the sensation. But I undoubtedly was compelled by a desire to leave my pain and demons at the door and find a few hours of peace at the casino, even when I swore I would never return. Like you, I knew I was locked in to a path of self-destruction. I tried to quit on my own a million times. I was completely confounded by my inability to control whether or not I would end up at the casino on any given day. At the end, I simply had no ability to stop myself from going. Until June 8th, 1995. I went on a binge to the brand new Harrah's in New Orleans. I lied and said I was there on a business trip, but it was a binge, pure and simple. For three days and nights I drank and gambled. (I am a double winner, recovering alcoholic too). I had completely concealed these facts from EVERYONE. I was totally in the closet with my drinking and gambling. Imagine the lies I told my partner, covering up this daily lifestyle. By the end of the three days, I was completely debased. I had lost thousands of
dollars. I was sick from the alcohol and lack of sleep. I had reached the point where I
was so sick of who I had become, so to-the-bone disgusted with my lies and deceiving the
people I loved. I lay in the bed in the hotel and cried until every drop of moisture left
my body, and I still kept on crying. I replayed in my brain all of the horror of the last
two years of my descent into hell. In that moment I knew how utterly alone I was, and that
I could not go on. I had hit bottom. ............Carol R. |
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Lesson: People who share a common direction and sense of community can get where they are going more quickly and easily because they are traveling on the thrust of one another. Whenever a goose falls out of formation, it suddenly feels the drag and resistance of trying to fly alone, and it quickly gets back into formation to take advantage of the "lifting power" of the bird immediately in front. Lesson: If we have as much sense as a goose, we will stay in formation with those who are headed where we want to go (and be willing to accept their help as well as give ours to the others.) When the lead goose gets tired, it rotates back into the formation and another goose flies at the point position. Lesson: It pays to take turns doing the hard tasks and sharing leadership. With people, as with geese, we are interdependent on each other. The geese honk information from behind to encourage those up front to keep up their speed. Lesson: We need to be sure our honking from behind is encouraging--and not something else. When a goose gets sick or wounded or shot down, two geese drop out of formation and follow it down to help and protect it. They stay with it until it is able to fly again or dies. Then they launch out on their own with another formation, or catch up with the flock. Lesson: If we have as much sense as geese, we too will stand by each other in difficult times as well as when we are strong. "Relapse Prevention Guide" Tigard, OR, GA for the 1996 GA Inter. Conv.,Whistler, B.C. Can |
I became extremely selfish and gambling was putting a strain on my marriage. My husband thought I was having an affair since I was gone most of the time. I told him a video poker machine had become the love of my life. Unknowingly, my husband became an enabler and paid all the bills, took care of our daughter and always forgave me for staying away for days at a time at the casinos. I pawned everything we owned including our wedding rings. My daughter begged me not to go to the casinos. I neglected her and broke promises to her. My gambling had become more important than my family. I was irresponsible and getting progressively worse. I borrowed money, lied and even resorted to stealing just to gamble. I was obsessed and I cared about nothing but gambling. My thoughts turned to suicide on two occasions after losing everything. Being spiritually, emotionally and physically bankrupt, I prayed to God to separate me from my addictions. That day, I was arrested for theft, trafficking in stolen goods and drugs and the judge sent me to prison for 2 years.
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