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I started gambling when I was 28. I found myself, already at that age, married and divorced. I wasn't somebody for the bars or anything, but they had just opened up a casino a few miles from where I lived, and I'd gone a few times before for girls' nights or date nights.

I just thought it seemed like a safe place to grab a drink and entertain myself for a little bit and then go home. That's where my relationship with it began. At the time, it just felt like a way to get out of the house for a little bit.



It felt safe. It's weird saying that now, but it's just something that I casually did for the next five years, maybe once a month. Then I changed jobs, got into relationships that were harmful to me, and I started to use it more and more as a coping mechanism.

Trying to escape the stress of life. For the next seven years, it became this battle of gambling. By 42, it had become really destructive financially.

It had impacted my life in so many ways that I finally had that dark moment of, "This is going to take me. I don't want to be on this planet anymore." I was just a shell of the person I used to be.

And then I had a really bad night at the casino; it devastated me financially and it devastated me mentally. So I talked to my mom the next day, and she said, "We're going to figure this out, we're going to get help." I started Gamblers Anonymous and therapy the next week.

That was March 6, 2021, and that was my last bet. Early on, I wasn't coming across a lot of women who had .

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