Updated: 07/07/2014 10:25 AM
Created: 07/18/2008 3:32 PM WHEC.com
Grandma comes out about gambling addiction
My name is Marilyn and I am an 85 year old addict. My addiction is gambling. Sometime after my husband died, my friend took me to a casino to get my mind on something else. I won twice that day and I was hooked on it. I loved the colors and the sounds. It was a different world and a distraction. I won again the next time I visited. I had felt so lonely after my Jerry died.
And, I don’t know, maybe a year or so later when my friend and I went to the casino, I felt like I walked back into life again. Money was an issue for me at the time, so winning seemed a Godsend. I felt charmed. Alive. Every time I went, I was sure I would win big. And when I lost, I felt like I got those losses out of the way and the big win was closer than ever. I didn’t win again for a very long time, and I didn’t win big. I was digging myself into a terrible hole. My 25 year old grandson went with me to the casino hall for his birthday. He saved my life. He saw the money I was pouring into the machines, and my frantic faith that a win was the next machine away. He got the family together and they helped me. I lost all of my retirement and have a credit card with $63,000.00 on it. I am ashamed of my addiction, but honesty makes me feel a little cleaner about the whole thing.
I want to impress other families. Please watch over each other. If someone is hitting the casinos too often, there’s a problem. Casinos make big money. My loss was their gain.
Please print this. If even one person is taken away from their gambling habit, I will rejoice.
Your grandson is to be applauded. He must love you very much. And you are to be applauded as well. You faced your demon and changed course. There is a handful of reasons folks go to casinos. Loneliness and escape ranks high on the list. Thank you for having the courage to write me.
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