Well, i took last jamb, i passed very well to the joy of everybody.

They thought i was back to being normal but secretly i was still playing virtual.

Virtual has eaten deep in my blood.

All the money i managed to save before the jamb period while at home still ended up in virtual.

I want to stop but i cant.

Fast forward everything to today the 7th of july. I took the money for my post utme form to play virtual.

My heartbeat was felt by the person close to me when i lost the last kobo i came with. Till now i have not stopped thinking, nobody knows. now i am thinking how to get the money back. I am a dead man alive.

Gambling has eaten deep into my soul. i am finished.

I AM TIRED AND FRUSTRATED, SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME. I WANT TO STOP.

I WANT TO HAVE MY LIFE BACK TOGETHER. PLEASE HELP ME IF YOU HAVE HAD SIMILAR EXPERIENCE.

I AM DYING SLOWLY. I NEED HELP. TODAY I HAVE PUT A STOP TO IT. GOD HELP ME. PLEASE
HOW CAN I QUIT FOREVER

My friends, i became useless. No good clothes, no property, no certificate to hold in the end.

While my mates left for class, i go to the virtual store to watch others play.

From 2014 till now i stayed in school, 3 years of it was allocated to virtual gambling. 1 year was to hang around chasing girls. I became unpurposeful.

I lied to everybody that i was in school while i was not.

If i should continue writing, nairaland would not be enough to write what virtual has done to me.

My life is useless now, my mates are graduating. All my friends have left the school.

So last year, i could not hold on to the lies much longer because final year was fast approaching.
What will i say then. So i took the courage and broke the sad news.

I am from a very responsible home. I was accepted back in the family. My mother cried so much. She could not believe 4 years of my life wasted. My friend, i almost developed high blood pressure.

I started masturbating to relieve my stress but never helped.

I started wearing my friends clothes. Hunger and pains never departed from me. But i kept on playing virtual wasting my life.

I sold all my properties to the state where i had just one jeans and few old shirts.

Even when i won big amounts, instead of using the money for myself. The next day i will go back to bet shop and loose everything again.

All these while, i still go home to take food stuff and money even though i was not a registered student.

I was scared to tell my parents of the happenings in my life.
My life became useless. I started visiting brothels and going out with my friends to smoke.

Dear reader, i have suffered in this life.

Some of my friends abandoned me because of the way my life became. I became a laughing stock and deemed worthless. Still i kept on playing. Its like my brain was locked in a bottle.

I stole, borrowed money all to gamble in virtual.

I spent people's money to gamble. I became a vagabond. All the money being sent to me in school, virtual took

The day my life become glaring was in 2017, my friend gave me 30000 to hold for him. He was going for a party. Deep in my mind, i was happy. Before he came back the next day, i rushed to bet shop to play virtual. Dear reader, i lost 20000 out of the money. I didnt sleep in the hostel for two days. I slept at the bus stop at my school maingate.

I went back the next day with my remaining 10000 thinking of wining everything back and that was the end. All the money wiped away. Out of shame and embarrassment, i sneaked into the hostel at night few days later after being tired of running. I received the insult of my life that day, but still i never stopped, i continued playing and selling properties.

The way i got the money to pay back, only God will forgive me of that. I had to do what i did because my friend threatened to call my parents. I could not stand that.
I wish my parents were informed then maybe my life would have been much better now.

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