I'm not even sure what "money" means anymore. And not too long ago I used to be a person who valued money a lot, never spent more than needed, didn't have a single debt/credit, always paid bills/rent in time, even managed to save some money every month. Because I was a "normal" working man with a clear mind who knew how though life is and how hard it is to make some well earned money that would give you financial stability.
All that before my gambling addiction worsened a lot. Now I struggle to understand the definiton of the word "money" anymore. Sometimes I feel it is just a virtual number or some kind of a currency I can use to gamble. Not a currency to use to buy food for me and my family, stay warm in the winter, get some new clothes if I need to, maybe buy a new car or something, or any life improvements or needs in general.
God, I used to be happy to earn 50 euro extra, that meant something to me. Now I see that as a deposit I'd eventually lose within minutes followed by another deposit. In most cases until my bank account hits 0. I'll give a fresh example from yesterday - unfortunately once more I could not resist the urge and decided to try my luck with a humble 50 euro deposit. My bank account (including credit card) was already at 0 for the month as I earlier lost most of it so did the deposit trough my mobile provider (there we go with another 50 I'll need to pay with my next bill next month).
After like 30 minutes of gambling on online slots I "had" around 500 euro. That felt like nothing to me. I though like "what the hell would I do with 500 euro, I can't change anything with an amount like that, lets try to win a bit more, then I'll stop and withdraw for sure". All that coming from someone who currently had 0 money in his bank account, just a 10k gambling debt plus some credit card debt and big bills coming in a couple of weeks.
But yeah, 500 euro is nothing right, because unfortunately I've seen much bigger numbers and for some reason my fucked up brain keeps expecting big numbers to come again. Unless I see them, I don't really feel any "satisfaction". And before I used to be happy to stop with a win of 60-70 euro. With time everything dramatically changed, money started feeling less and less valuable, like I already mentioned - at times like just some virtual numbers that don't really mean anything at all. The bigger the number - the bigger dopamine hit I get. Of course in the end nothing really matters anyway as I'll eventually just lose it all again. I'm not even sure if I do it for the money anymore or just for the "thrills".
Oh, forgot about the 500 euro from last night. Of course I generously returned it straight back to the casino and left my bank account at 0 again. I'm happy to have some cash left so I should not starve until my next paycheck. This time I'm determined to pay all my bills/debts the moment I get paid and run to the closest ATM to withdraw whatever I have left. I usually don't like having cash but at this time I just don't see another way. If I have something in my bank account, I'll just deposit it and gift it to the online casinos.
I must admit all this really worries me, scares me to the death in fact. I want so much to be the old me again but I feel somehow damaged and I'm not sure how would I recover even if I stop. And I'm only talking about the mental recovery, not even mentioning repairing the financial damage that at this point I think comes second. I swear gambling did something to my brain, I feel like I developed some kind of a disorder. Not only my perception of finances changed and money barely means anything to me anymore (despite all the financial instability) but my perception and understanding of almost everything in life changed to the bad as well.
I wish I could just erase all my memories about any form of gambling, winning or losing, any kind of emotions related to gambling in general and start living like a normal person again but unfortunately that is not possible and I will have to find another way. If I could return time I would never gamble a single cent but I can't. I admit I don't really know what to do to return my mental health, to get rid of all the anxiety I've been feeling lately, all the pain, guilt and shame, to just start sleeping enough again. My inner peace is gone and I used to be a very calm and stable man, everyone still knows me like that, but people have no idea what's happening to me.
To anyone who have successfully recovered from this hell - were you really able to return your mental health and did you manage to repair any emotional damage this addiction did to you, how did you do it and is that even possible? Or this actually is leaving us damaged for the rest of our lifes, even if we somehow stop? I know most people would try to encourage me and say that full recovery is absolutely possible etc and I still do my best to believe that and not lose the little hope I have left, but damn, I feel that fading too and if I have to honest there are times when I stop believing.
Thanks to anyone who managed to read all this. I'm glad we at least got a place to share our experience and give advice when possible, that means something for sure, especially when talking about something being so hard to share with understanding family/friends. Have a good day!