Novel & Cerita Gambling Destroyed My Life

* * * So my dad has a gambling problem. He’s had one for a while. It got worse after my mom left him eight years ago. Maybe if she’d stayed, it wouldn’t be so bad today, but it was the reason she left him in the first place. She gave him an ultimatum: her or the casinos, but he chose the casinos.

Still a voice in my head asked, 'when was he not desperate for money'? He had made gambling his entire life and I was tired of cleaning up after him. I was done dealing with his shit. A crashing sound came from my room. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I stayed put. He wasn't just invading my privacy, but he was also destroying things that were precious to me. I didn't want to be anywhere near him at this point.

She couldn't allow herself to squander it! "But as soon as I entered that gambling place, it was like I was cursed. At first, I was winning consistently. I was so close to reaching the five million mark. I got too excited and went all-in, hoping to clear my debt in one go," Jade continued, her voice trembling. "Then I ended up losing everything! I was furious, and I thought it was just bad luck..." "And then you kept losing, right?" Frederick cut her off, already knowing the consequences. He was all too familiar with the scams in those places! It was all about exploiting human greed, leading people into endless abysses, destroying families and lives.

Still a voice in my head asked, ‘when was he not desperate for money’? He had made gambling his entire life and I was tired of cleaning up after him. I was done dealing with his shit. A crashing sound came from my room. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I stayed put. He wasn’t just invading my privacy, but he was also destroying things that were precious to me. I didn’t want to be anywhere near him at this point.

My mom would always fight him but we both never knew he had taken so much loans to gambled. I had won a huge money from gambling which was how he became rich, after getting rich he refuse to invest in anything , he was belie being he was going to win again , slowly all the money began to finish and it eventually finish that he went using every he had to get loan to gambled, I had to drop out of the university. He was killed while fighting one of the gangsta he had gambled with to return his money.

I kept winning, winning, and winning, making more money, betting again to win more, until finally everything fell apart even more because of one loss, followed by another. I had to save myself from all the bad luck and took a side job as a courier for illegal drug deals. I was tempted to try a little, but then I got carried away and ended up addicted. My life fell apart when Ericka reported me to the police. About the violence I'd inflicted on her, every time I lost at gambling, or because I was upset about her rude attitude when I came home drunk, and that exposed all my illicit dealings, especially the drug problem I was using.

He started yelling at me every time I cried or did something that bothered him, from yelling to hitting, and so on until I got older. As time went by, my mother stopped designing and lost the shop for lack of payment. Another blow that left her even worse; designing was everything for her, and she lost it. She became an alcoholic, a drug addict, and, not to speak of, a gambling addict. She and my dad did the same. They sank into the misery of drinking alcohol every day; they were seldom lucid. And their love for gambling became their daily life. My father lost his job, and he started to sell everything little by little; he maxed out his credit cards to the max.

"Your father was a gambler. I'm sorry we didn’t tell you. How could I tell you that he lost all of our money?" "I don't understand, Mom. How did Dad lose it all? What happened? When did he start gambling?" I asked, my voice rising with each question. "It started when the company began doing badly. First, he started drinking. Then he began gambling, hoping to win back what we were losing. When that didn't work, he took a loan from Mr. Weston to cover our debts and gambled away a large part of it, too. He had a heart attack after gambling away the last of the money, and the company went bankrupt. He died in my arms," she revealed, her voice cracking.

Christopher “Good thinking. You want to go out on a high note. I’ve seen too many guys lose everything by gambling away their fortunes. They always think they can make a little more and end up losing everything. It’s why I got out of the business. The stress and worry were making me a very difficult man to live with. I didn’t want to lose my family. Not a second time.” “I understand,” I said, knowing exactly what he was saying. “Where’s your place?” he asked, handing me a pump-action shotgun.

I was stubborn, and I was stupid. All this started over my addiction. I guess not started, but more like ended. I had a horrible gambling problem. I gambled all my money away, and had asked my brother for the money to repay my debt several times. The last time I asked him for money he looked so ashamed of me and heavily disappointed. It was the disappointment that seared through me. I can deal with the fact that he was ashamed of me, but the fact that my older brother was disappointed in my actions really hit me hard.