Hardlife:
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

tega10:
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dingbang:
Go to opm, doctor Jesus in action will heal you



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Hardlife:
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.

Amberon11:
I am in OPM right now and doctor Jesus is really in action.

mayortm001:
Perhaps that virtual shop you played your first game was initiated that anybody who plays bet there must die with betnaija

Xtine22:

bro, don't give up! continue playing as you may chop 50m one day to recover ur losses.... always play sure game

sammi21:
Guy u don Bleep up...U r fucking gambler,U need to treat betting as a biz,not virtual oh...lemme give u my lil story...after graduating from skul,no job na normal tin for naija.so i got a casual job with just 30k pay monthly....i was able to save up to 60k after some months of working,that 60k i decided to deposit it into my bet9ja acc..Now here is wat i did,i play single games of 2.00 odds only,if i loose i double the amount for anoda game that same day until i win for that day(martingale strategy)only few people know this...Last season i built that money to 300k in just few months..Right now i bet with 4-5k on a daily basis,no loosing day for me as far as am concerned,i only loose only if am drunk from one grooving ground and unable to stake again after my previous loss...Am currently still maintaining my 30k job oh even tho i make 3times of that a month..i can stay home for 365days without working and i go live fine with no money problem,but i still decide to maintain my 30k bcus i no want people to start perceiving me as a yahoo guy..Nxt season go hot for this bookmakers them..finally, as the saying goes"what you dont know is bigger than u"

Hardlife:
seriously bro. You think i am joking. Did i beg you for money. All i need are the recovery processes to get my life back. I am frustrated. Thank you for your understanding

ItzChinnex:


Lmao. .

I remember one boy like that, he used both his school fee and Hostel rent in playing 9ja bet and boom!!! 120k is gone. He started walking around my area, begging random people to stay with at least for a day. He told his parents that he was robbed and of course, he parent knowing him to well never believed him.

He started squatting with a friend of mine and later, he was asked to come home by his parent because they couldn't afford to send another money. That was how he lose his admission he spent 3 year in finding .


I remember walking my friend to a Bet9ja shop, and I was tempted to play. After they ate my 300naira, and i remembered what happened to that boy, bros, I used the speed of light to evacuate that shop.

Hardlife:
seriously bro. You think i am joking. Did i beg you for money. All i need are the recovery processes to get my life back. I am frustrated. Thank you for your understanding

Hardlife:
please were you addicted to virtual before. How did you overcome it. I cant stay a minute without thinking about my life and money i have lost. Right now, my heartbeat is above normal. I am so frustrated. Please help me.

Hardlife:
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

Zoharariel:


I am going to help you even though I am not a gambler. Around 2013, I was at Cele Bus Stop on Akowonjo Road in Egbeda drinking beer & eating pepper soup with a friend.

There was a Baba Ijebu kiosk just by the beer parlour. It was on a Saturday evening and I noticed people in their tens trooping towards the Baba Ijebu kiosk.

And then suddenly, I saw a policeman alighted from a Sienna van with his wife and walked towards that Baba Ijebu kiosk.

Then Iblis (Satan) entered into my friend and he told me we should go to the Baba Ijebu kiosk to observe what was going on.

I plugged the bottle of my Heineken beer into my mouth & downed the content in a gulp. We got up and matched in the direction of the Baba Ijebu kiosk like soldiers going for illegal oil bunkering in Port Harcourt.

I noticed people were yelling at the Baba Ijebu agent to input & play some numbers for them.

An Igbo guy pulled over by the kiosk & alighted from his Infinity FX something (I can no longer remember the model). He stretched forth his hand to pass a slip of paper on which some numbers were written to the Agent.

Guess what? Right in front of my eyes, the Igbo guy staked 50,000Naira on just 3 numbers.

As the agent was punching the numbers into his red machine, I positioned my neck like a Peruvian giraffe just to catch a glimpse of those numbers - and I saw "single 5, 12, 48". I quickly brought out my Blackberry phone and typed the numbers in my notepad so that I do not forget them.

I equally copied more numbers from other "professional gamblers" who were at the kiosk to play the lotto.

Eventually, I staked about 4,500Naira on 11 different numbers altogether. My friend did the same. We were handed a ticket confirming the transaction & we went back to the beer parlour & ordered more drinks while awaiting the results.

An hour later, a guy who was at the kiosk when I played came shouting "Bros, you don win, result don commot". I left my beer & jumped to the kiosk like a cheetah chasing an impala.

I quickly gave my ticket to the agent, he looked at the numbers told me I had won 37,000Naira including my friend. We started jubilating& gyrating. We collected our winnings & ordered 2 cartons of guilder for our well wishers & the people who congratulated us on account of our glorious success.

And that was how my 3-month internship with Baba Ijebu and my journey into gambling was commissioned & activated by Iblis (Satan) and his entire hosts from Hell Fire.

My Advice To You:

I want you to write the following quote boldly on a thick piece of paper, laminate it, keep it in your wallet and be reading it out loudly morning & night for the rest of your life.

"Gambling is the child of avarice, the brother of iniquity, and the father of mischief.” – George Washington

Hahahaha...

Hardlife:
PLEASE I KNOW ALOT WILL NOT BELIEVE MY STORY. PLEASE IF YOU HAVE BEEN ADDICTED TO VIRTUAL GAMBLING. ONLY THEN WILL YOU UNDERSTAND.

ANYONE WITH SIMILAR EXPERIENCE. PLEASE HOW DID YOU QUIT. WHAT WERE THE RECORVERY PROCESSES YOU USED. I AM FRUSTRATED. I WANT TO QUIT. BUT I KEEP ON CHASING MY LOSSES. PLEASE HELP ME. I WANT TO GET MY LIFE BACK TOGETHER AGAIN. I AM TIRED. PLEASE HELP ME SOMEONE ONCE TOLD ME THAT LOSING MONEY WAS NOT THE PROBLEM I THINK I HAVE. THE WAY MY SUBCONSCIOUS MIND AND BRAIN HAS BEEN REWIRED IS THE BIG PROBLEM. TRUTH BE TOLD, I FEEL RESTLESS WHEN I DONT HAVE MONEY TO PLAY.

WHENEVER I AM PLAYING, I GET THIS HIGH LEVEL PEOPLE GET WHEN THEY SMOKE WEED. I FEEL FUELED. THE BIGGER THE AMOUNT I STAKE, THE BIGGER THE THRILLS I GET. HOW CAN THIS BE POSSIBLE. COULD THIS BE THE REAL REASON I AM ADDICTED AND NOT BECAUSE OF MY LOSSES

Hardlife:
please were you addicted to virtual before. How did you overcome it. I cant stay a minute without thinking about my life and money i have lost. Right now, my heartbeat is above normal. I am so frustrated. Please help me.

Hardlife:
please were you addicted to virtual before. How did you overcome it. I cant stay a minute without thinking about my life and money i have lost. Right now, my heartbeat is above normal. I am so frustrated. Please help me.

jksxxxx:
With the numbers of people reading this post u would know many people need help with this problem but too shy to come out so they are reading secretly to get solution ..lol

jksxxxx:
With the numbers of people reading this post u would know many people need help with this problem but too shy to come out so they are reading secretly to get solution ..lol

Hardlife:
i cant even tell anybody my situation. I cant stand The look of disappointment on their faces but i want to quit.