Last Updated: Friday, 07 April 2023 21:58
Are You Addicted To Gambling?
It Is Not My Fault
Many of you stopped smoking. What did it feel like? The first days probably fucked you up. You were extremely irritated. One or two weeks later, I bet you still wanted that cigarette, then you get rid of physical pain, a cough, shortness of breath, the grey colour on your face and so on (no more debts, problems, rows). You probably had such dreams where you smoked a cigarette; these nightmares woke you in a cold sweat. You were blaming yourself for showing weakness, but the fact that it was just a dream calmed you down. Well, we have a peaceful life. But damn, it is boring. Let me smoke a cigarette. Damn, I am not to blame. It is all about friends and the ones you talk with. It is their fucking fault…
The Disease That Does Not Exist
It is worse to pretend to be addicted than actually being. What is it worse, being a fool or pretending to be? Not anyone can understand the source of the problem. What am I talking about? All of us are great philosophers. After the loss, we do realise how stupid, addicted and fucking unlucky we are. We swear that it is the last time we do it. Damn, we should not confuse emotions with a frank confession. You should admit that you are entirely fucked up after an unlucky game. But if you were lucky enough, how would you feel? Lol? It takes time to understand the problem, the post-gaming emotions — they are just the protective reaction of the body, a result of the hormones released into the blood, the desire to relieve the stress, to ease the pain. Who of you gets rid of it at all? Imagine you wake up, you have a full pocket of money, and what would you do?
Scope
So, the purpose of such players is to get the amount needed to solve all their problems. No responsible gambling is possible on their part. Yeah, you got it right, the lack of money is not just the problem of the gamblers, and many families are split up because of poverty. The woman nowadays is the hearth and home warmed by the dollar bills. But we have got love besides money. After all, why do we call it love if it depends on money? Well, it is still loved. The women have theirs, and the men — theirs.
Pity those people who live from one paycheck to another. By hook or by crook, you are full of lies, but this should end quite soon. Go out, wipe the window, but wait, why in hell…you are full of them. The world is full of them. Any sane person who was fucked up while spending lots of money and who must pay the debts without actually buying anything, damn, these people should be fucked up. They probably will end up drinking a lot. And there is no happy ending, just a squirrel in a wheel. It’s a vicious circle. Well, many will hardly try to solve their problems. They will get rid of gambling. But here comes the cigarette. Like all good, you seem sane, with no debts. Why not smoke again? Just only one. Are you addicted or not?
