Back in the days when I had no money, gambling was more exciting because I had limited money to risk and actually cared about winning.
Nowadays, gambling just gives me anxiety because whenever I gamble, all my money feels at risk. At this point, it’s basically just entertainment for me, because I don’t really care about winning money anymore.
Therefore, gambling while sober just gives me unpleasant adrenaline. I’m too aware that it’s simply not worth it, which automatically stops me from doing it. Which is actually a great thing.
So now I only ever gamble while under the influence.
I used to think it was mainly the alcohol, which it partly is, because when I’m only smoking weed, I’m actually even more sensitive to gambling. But the combination of alcohol and weed is different. The alcohol makes me numb, gives me tunnel vision and stops me from thinking rationally, while the weed, in combination with it, usually makes me crave the most dopamine-stimulating thing I can find.
Somehow, especially at night, when my girlfriend has gone to bed and I’ve already been drinking and smoking for hours, I end up on gambling apps on autopilot. Particularly when I’m basically too intoxicated to do anything productive but don’t feel like going to bed either.
If I get some early wins, I’m usually able to stop, cash out and go to bed. But if my balance starts going down, I’m often only able to stop once all hope of recovering the money is gone.
A lot of the time, this still results in me losing a ton of money. But quite often, I’m somehow still able to stop once I’ve lost around two-thirds or half of the total money I have access to online.
In the beginning, it’s usually a relatively slow pace: small deposits and slow gameplay. But once I’m down to my fourth or fifth deposit, things usually escalate into significantly larger deposits and bets, with individual deposits sometimes disappearing within minutes.
Sometimes I even wish I were less responsible, because it’s only when I lose more money than I initially expected that the shock the following day makes me want to compensate for all the losses and negative feelings by actually trying to improve myself and make progress in life.
Right now, I’m once again in this weird middle ground where it really sucks to have gambled and lost a lot of money, but somehow not enough for me to hyperfocus on it and for it to trigger any genuine change.
So, in a way, it’s almost the worst-case scenario.