Oh, Heather. {{{{{{{{{{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}}}}}}}} All the stuff that you have been through lately is just unreal! I can't imagine how you are holding up as well as you are. Stick with us. There's always a shoulder to cry on here.

You're on the right track to insist on your bf getting treatment for his gambling problem. I'm sure that he has been under stress along with you all this time, and that he turned to that as a way to cope, probably hoping that he would beat the odds and be able to save the day with his winnings. Just from playing solitaire on the computer, I know something of what that feels like. The potential to win seems like a lot, and you just lose a little bit each time you play, and after a while it becomes compulsive. "I just have to try one more time and try to win back what I've lost!" But what happens is you dig yourself deeper and deeper, and the situation gets more and more hopeless, but you still think maybe next time I'll win. I can work myself really deep into depression just playing solitaire that way. I'm so thankful that I haven't gotten into real gambling. I'd be lost. There are some really good treatment programs for gambling though. With some help, he can turn it around.

Hang in there, hon. I know you are. And you don't always have to be strong. It's ok to ask for support when you need it, both here and in 3-D.

Luv Ya Sis,
Wendy

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