I placed a bet once. I won. It felt good. Later I placed another bet and it lost. How bad I thought to myself. What can I do? Maybe I should bet again. Guess what, I did exactly that, I bet and I lost. Oh no. I am down now. Not even even. Pun not intended. I guess I’ll try to win it back. Those three words, win it back, would stay in my head for the rest of my life. There is nothing more to it really. Life goes on; people move on, you say those three words. Life gets worse; people don’t understand why you are so unhappy. In all honestly I got into betting because I was unhappy and I ended up unhappier. How life does that to you right? Quiet funny really. Well for the millionth time I am going to say that that was the last bet. No more. I can’t take this anymore. But give it time. My mind will change and I’ll bet again. Time is what? 1 year? 1 month? 1 week? No. time is pretty much 1 hour for me. I have a problem. I need to stop.