10/29/2025
Just want to share an open letter I wrote. I hope it can help anyone that feels hopeless today, keep fighting!
Dear Gambling,
No need for introductions, we know each other pretty well. I know you as the devil disguised as a prom queen. You know me as the unlucky loser that keeps coming back for more. The pain you’ve inflicted upon me is unbearable. Sure, we can’t blame you for all of it, because I’ve allowed you to continually hurt me. I’ve allowed you to swallow me whole and destroy everything I am. I looked in the mirror at a once promising young man only to see the reflection of someone I couldn’t recognize. I gave you my everything and you took it without giving me anything in return. While I lay on the mat struggling to get up after another losing bout with you, what are you doing? Counting the money? Collecting wins? I’m faceless to you. I’m nobody to you. While I’m just another person in the overwhelmingly large crowd of people you use, to me you’re the biggest bully I’ve ever met. The greatest evil I could ever know.
I didn’t know until recently but you’re actually the worst thing that’s ever happened to me. I went from not wanting to give you up to wanting nothing more than to tear you down. It’s not just me. You’ve hurt countless people. You hurt so many people they actually have support groups listed for you at the end of commercials for you. You gave me stress relief, an escape, a promise of a better future yet you never delivered upon that promise. And I KEPT BELIEVING YOU! You’ve ruined me. I can’t say it enough. You’ve ruined me. You took my family from me. The ONE thing I’ve always wanted in life is gone. BECAUSE OF YOU! I couldn’t give up the s*x appeal that you offered and now look. Seriously, look around. I’m sitting here, writing a letter to you while my family is gone! Where are you? Come on, I’ve given you so much shouldn’t you be here? Any decent person that’s gotten that much from someone would show up at a time like this. But that’s just it, you’re not a person. You’re a rigged game designed to steal and destroy lives. And you’ve done it. You’ve destroyed my life. Taken things I WILL NEVER get back. And all I am to you is a user that deleted his account.
“Thanks for playing!” You said. After all that. After all that pain all you have to say for yourself is, “Thanks for playing!”
Money, time, a woman I was supposed to marry, children, myself. That’s what you took from me. I can forgive the money. I can look past the time. I cannot forgive you for taking the rest. It’s my fault anyways, I allowed you to do it. But not anymore. I deleted you. You’re GONE! You can’t hurt me anymore! I’m free of the rigged evilness that you inflicted upon me. And I’m not stopping there. I’ve called the hotline. I’m not alone. I’m not your victim anymore. I’m me. I’m going to come all the way back to being who I am. Truly who I am not just someone in my body that plays your screwed up game. I’m not stopping there, I’m going to help other people that are suffering too. I’m going to fix me. Become who I’m supposed to be, and I’m going to help other people that are going through the same exact thing. You took my everything from me. I’m taking it back. Some replaceable, money comes and goes. Some irreplaceable. People that may choose to never forgive me. But I can become me again and that’s enough for me. You’ve had me buried for years. Pulling me deeper and deeper into your depths to the point I didn’t even know I was underwater and hurting. You’ve buried me under miles upon miles of dirt. But you cannot and you will not keep me down.
Hey gambling, I’d like to say it’s been a pleasure, but it hasn’t. I’d like to say see you around, but I won’t. I’d like to say take care, but I hope you burn.
I’m back to life and there’s nothing to can do to stop me.
