Really good story by boutte.
I was mad all the time, losing my patience with people. I was doing anything to escape. I started doing drugs. Then I think I sank into a depression.
So how do you escape when none of the escape routes are working?
How do you get that feeling back of competing?
You start gambling.
That’s how I ended up going down a dark road. That’s how I ended up pacing around my apartment at 3 o’clock in the morning, betting on whatever I could bet on at that time of night. I don’t even know….. It honestly didn’t matter. You’re just caught in the cycle.
That’s how I damn near ruined my life.