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I remember my previous job in Benin. My colleagues were really nice to me. They had a listening ear anytime i needed help. This could be because i'm ingenious and smart. I abused their trust and borrowed from all of them to gamble. They never had a hint i used the same pity story for all of them till i fled. They rained curses on me through the phone.

There was a man who took me in when we had serious accommodation problem. Then my mum was sleeping in the store. Do you know i stooped so low to trade on almost any thing in his house to raise money for bet9ja virtual. From necklace of his babe to frozen chicken in fridge to his belt etc. Then i fled. He rained curses on me too

i step on toes unintentionally
i have only been to prison once. So i know the conditions of convicts. No one will intentionally commit an offence, knowing the consequences are severe. I keep stepping on the toes of people who are dear to me. i have a tender heart but my uncontrollable penchant for gambling, keeps making me offend those i love. Maybe i'm cursed and if care is not taken, i may meet my waterloo soon

The things that happens to some one when in trouble, can help tell what the problem is. There are some nascent signs when a lady is pregnant out of wedlock. She vomits intermittently. When a person has Malaria, he or she gets a high fever with heavy eyes.

There are also signs to show i might be cursed. I step on toes and i am living a miserable life. Let me let you in on the problems in my life

mzBEAM:
Evil zulus.
God forbid I go South Africa very useless country.

happy birthday girl

Tony142:
Lemme Introduce u to an online business that that can fetch u money, drop your WhatsApp number

my whatsapp phone is faulty

hypertensive

I heard hypertension can only happen to an aged man. but this is not solely the case. ever since there was a proliferation of bet sites in Nigeria, many youths have taken to it. this has increased their tension and anxieties.

for me, my blood pressure has risen to the extent that just a mere calling of my name can make me shocked. that is what playing virtual soccer or betting on football matches does to someone.

just today, I had 1900 naira I planned using to feed for at least one week. I went to bet9ja to charge my phone with the hope of not getting tempted to play.unfortunately, the screams of victory when people won, was too high to resist and I joined the premier league virtual.

you needed to see how I danced and shook when following the updates. you play over 2.5 but you see over 1.5. you play straight win but see draw. one game kept 'cutting' my ticket till I lost it all.


there are times I even dream of playing bet and one game spoiling it all and I scream. it is that bad. I still remember the sleepless nights when I lost stakes of about 10k and above. some times, I felt suicidal. I hardly put my youthful productive brains to use because my orientation now is messed up.


how to hit it big at all cost makes me dubious, lose focus and uncontrolled

fear

I live in fear. there is the fear of losing my life anytime I am apprehended by those I owe. there is a permanent fear and insecurity that I may never make it since I am a drop out. my mates who paid attention to their books,are either in N-Power or one white collar job or the other. the country is very hard now. so I see gambling as my only way of making it big. it puts me in more misery at the end of the day though. the fear of going down due to my passive kidney issue is there. no matter how much I eat or jerk off,the fear remains.the fear of not being able to handle money without gambling with it, pushes me at times to make panic and reckless spending.
i have three banks accounts with zero figures as I lack a saving ability.

I act and reason less than a child now due to my insecurities. some times I find myself unknowingly hitting my body on parked vehicles or the wall because I am usually lost in thought

as growing adults, we pick up some obnoxious acts which after self-criticism or reprimandment, people retrace their steps. some start up as prostitutes, armed robbers, dubious dealers and so on. then, when life deals a big blow to them, they learn from it.

the same can not be said of my life. my life has been messed up beyond repair. I am now insecure, hyperactive (exhibiting uncontrolled behaviour), scared and hypertensive. there is no way out, i'm. sure.


let me let you in on some habits of mine that has left me wasted. 90 percent of them is linked to my betting addiction....

Billi007:
I disagree with you.

With discipline and a clear plan you follow through. You will make money from the bookies. Trust me.

hmmm

written007:
...to go Charge phone... That line works on my spirit 99% of the time. I had to buy a 22mah Powerbank to cut off the temptation.

After about 8wks, I had a service call adjacent to the bet9jashop around 8:30am... You guessed right. The logic this time around was... Just plug ur Powerbank there and save #50 meant for charging it at an aboki shop about 9 buildings, at the back of my office.
Me: makes sense, of course not like I am playing and I ain't staying.
Fast forward to 5pm. I spent the same amount to board a bus to the betshop- mr stupid.
Got there, said to myself this Powerbank isn't near half full, waited a while, before I know it the bet9ja vudu toasting got complete. Within the next 40 minutes, I had lost #11.500. A sum I couldn't boast of weekly... Point is if you nor wan eat, no go kitchen at all.



The very first happened 18 months ago when I lost all the money I charged the shop owner ( including my wallet money) to wire the Betshop.

One thing though I read from someone who was a bet addict, on quora.com. A white girl, the girl said there were some time she was on winning streak or loosing but strangely discovered that she remained sad not because she was loosing or winning but because her fingers were becoming numb from blisters and her eyes were becoming heavy with sleep.
She hated that nature had to take it's cause because eventually she fell asleep while she strongly "needed" to continue.
She stole, she did all sorts that gambling bring out in people. She lost severely. Depression engulfed her. At the time of her writing, she said she was going to come clean to her mother and sister who she felt are the only people on Earth who could attempt not to judge her much but try to help her.


To think that gambling is legalized ....sad

hmm.. I get your point. going there to charge phone can lead one to temptation. but what can we do? we see standby generator to power our phones and look away?

my area for example has been on blackout since February 2018

KevinDein:
At some point you have stop all this whining and self pity and TRY to actually change for the better. Seek help. If you can't afford a therapist, there are sites that offer psychotherapy or at least articles that can help with your addiction.
Google them up.

hmm... It's a spell sort of. Unless one is assured of a bright future, one always goes back to it after a little period of fighting it

Uka15:
Can i chat you via whatapp?

hmm. we can chat up here. my WhatsApp phone is faulty

@uka15 i can't access my mail. So i am quoting you on a dead thread. You can reply me here

WaywardSon:
Duuude your case strong o.
There was a time I sold my Samsung laptop for 80k and invested the entire money in Bet9ja. The hope was to get steady 1.5odds and stake 20k daily, not bad I thought lol

Squandered the entire capital in a week.
Since then I've never taken betting seriously,
The house always wins in the end.

My good friend staked his 120k school fees on 2odds and won. Then I watched as Bet9ja slowly but surely ate the entire money both profit and capital. In the end my guy no write exam.

Betting is stupid but betting out of desperation is more foolish. Using your last card to donate to the bookmakers.

Here's a tip to cure your addiction
Only bet when you have a steady source of income and use only a fraction of it. For instance on a 30k monthly salary shelve 5k every month for placing bets. And that's all

Avoid virtual and play only big games like ucl.
I still bet for fun and the funny thing is when you're betting for fun that's when you even make some money.
For instance I staked 5k on the UCL final and won. I haven't bet since then and that's control bro

hmm..i can relate with that your friend. Betting pushed me out of school. I would have loved your idea of using only a fraction of one's pay to gamble. But how do i do that when i know i am indebted to people, and only a quick fix can help out

Oluwatosean:
CLICK

I still don't understand why people are addicted to bet9ja...

When pple are addicted to sugar. well, Na bcus e sweet same with masturbation.

Pple stay addicted to drugs bcus of the feeling they get from it.

But bet9ja? Is like being addicted to failure

gambling also gives some form of joy at times. There are times when people win

amakagrace123:
Well, I play bet, but not an addict. When I have 10k for instance and have decided to go buy shoes, not bet company in the world can eat shishi out of it. That's called maturity!

While we play the game, we should know our boundaries. And again, virtual game in particular is not good. The reason is that the game is controlled by the bet company against us and in their favor.


That's why personally, I don't play it at all. I can stay in a bet shop from morning till evening without staking for virtual game.

So to cap it all, in everything , one should control himself.

i admire your level of self-control

I expect to see bet9ja founder in top 20 soon

Most times, my daily routine will be to go to a bet9ja shop as early 8am and stay there till evening. I lose self esteem and pride and join incoherent and unparochial discussions with young boys. People younger than me, that should have seen me as a mentor. I have a penchant for standing behind those gambling to beg them for something when they win. Boys even 10 years younger than me don't regard me as any thing again. In fact, i envy their life. They are composed, well-dressed and disciplined in betting. You will even find me begging biscuit, bons or any other food from those eating at bet shops. That is the miserable life betting has reduced me into with little or no dreams

Since my mum travelled, eating for me and my siblings became hard. I had to speak with my dad who we were not in good terms with to send something. He managed to squeeze out 5k for us. I was so sure i will use it to buy foodstuff until i foolishly went to a bet9ja shop to charge my phone. While charging, i began to watch 'the screen.' i noticed that the gleefulness of punters that day was high. They were winning. All guesses as i watch the screen were working. So i felt it was my lucky day. I tried 150, it nearly entered. Tried 200 (safe game of 2 odd) to recover the 150. That was how one kept 'cutting' until i lost it all. Then the shock of what i did dawned on me. The spirit of gambling is strong. Do you know any time money comes to my mind (i see it as bet9ja money), i only see it as game money. Despite not having a girl friend, good clothes, toiletries, amongst other things. My shoe badly needs mending, i barely shave, bathe or brush regularly. My hair is bushy, my boxers and clothes torn, lack of proper medication etc. Do i care?

Of all the addiction i encountered, like betting, daily consumption of sugary food, masturbation etc, betting [virtual in bet9ja] is the one that has made me miserable the most. The most painful truth is that there is no cure to this problem. In the past, i talked about how the act made me sell all i had and also borrowed and begged money to invest in its imaginary profit. When one is broke, one quickly changes and promises not to play again. But once money comes, the will to play becomes stronger than anything. If you look at my current condition, you will pity me

Some times i wonder where i got it all wrong. I was once primed for greatness. My comprehension skills used to be topnotch. I used to have an instintive and intuitive ability to tackle questions. I also had leadership qualities in the office, in church, in school and other places. My secondary school literature teacher then would call me an orator in the making. Things changed within a twinkle of an eye. I have lost my sense of reasoning (literary speaking). I reason like a brat with no control ever since i was introduced to bet9ja. I will let you in on its consequences on my life

Overrated brat

Bonatheripper:
Can u wash plate and mop house?
if yes send PM

i don't want to suffer. Not strong for that. I need petting and constructive criticism

Lamanii22:
No one can adopt you... It is deliverance you need or therapy session...

mainly mentorship and Providence

melodynk01:
What exactly is the problem?

Okay, so I just checked this guy's profile
He needs help people
Really

loud it. i really need a new good-paying legit business to change my focus

luiscarter:
I wanted to comment, i saw your monikar, names affects !!!

it's just a name

I'm going through pains at the moment. on the outside, it will appear that I'm recalcitrant, non challant and a problem child. but I believe there is a little good in me that can be utilised.

passing through a lot of addictions at the moment which is killing my God-given talent. I can't plan for the future despite being sound and having a dove heart.


financial burden and health challenges weighing me down. Mum and dad have tried and tried to change me before retirement but I didn't listen on time before they retired. country looking bad and there is little or no space for second chance for people like me.

how I wish some one can be my mentor and set me up....

chenzen:
ilege.ndd and the op staged this thread. it's a marketing stunt, if u know u know

I am different from him. mine is just to wail. check my previous threads

iLegendd:
Are you not the same as Balosámmy? If no, he has taken the glory already. Sorry about that.

hmmmmm

iLegendd:
Noted.

bro, is the deal still on? I have worked on the phone

revenge001:
you're truly unrepentant son of doom

yea. But when life is on, there is hope for a change. Thank God i am not useless as a grown man with children. Still young. Hopefully, more criticism [from me, you and others] can help me buckle up. Oyibo call am 'constructive criticism.'

ireneony:
who is this pls

just a fan/a*slicker here