Mariposa
Bluelight Crew
Hi TDS,
Background:
I don't gamble. I see no appeal in gambling. I've done a little in Vegas and Oregon; Vegas was about free drinks as long as I threw a couple nickles in the slot machines and tipped the server. Oregon? Played video poker a couple times and lost about $10 overall with a friend as somewhat of a joke. I'd rather be at work or home than in a place that fosters that type of addiction.
Present:
The person to whom I refer, who is not a BLer, has two kids with his ex-wife (a psychologist), and is rapid-cycling bipolar. When I hang out with him in places where there is gambling (practically everywhere in public), I see how he looks at the gambling machines. It makes me feel like I want to throw up. This man needs to concentrate on his career, his children, and his future; not pee it away on video poker. He tried tapping into his retirement fund so he can gamble. Luckily (oh goodness) he can't at present. I have babysat his kids; they deserve better than this. I care about their well-being as well as his.
He has a college degree, works for a major university, and if one were to meet him, they'd never be able to tell. He doesn't really drink and does use herb and pharmies to treat his AD(H)D and other, more physical, conditions, with which herb does help.
Questions:
1. How does a person in the midst of a complicated and long separation/divorce do this stuff? He said, verbatim, that "gambling is like cocaine". What the flying flip?
2. I know he needs professional help, but he is reluctant to get it. His ex, the psychologist, is a nice woman. He seems to have been burnt by therapy. How do I convince him to get professional help?
3. I'm not afraid to tackle the tough issues, and he knows that. I am not a licensed therapist. I don't want to be a babysitter for a grown professional adult. Yet I am compelled to help him. How can I reconcile this in my own mind?
Conclusion:
I have my own life. I am a professional as well. I have to put aside the fact that I have an enormous heart and an even longer task list. I truly worry about him and his children. I don't want to see this dude gamble his and his childrens' future away.
Miscellaneous:
Does anyone have any advice for me? This is causing me even more distress than my travels are - and I haven't traveled for fun in general. I have extremely severe personal obligations for my family. I became a professional consultant, for lack of a better way to put it, because I love my family so much and nothing can interfere with that. My family and I lead a good life due to our collective efforts. My priorities are in order. I'm finally achieving at least a few of my many goals. I have the best psychiatrist ever watching over me as I deal with my own issues. I have the best friends for whom a person could ever ask. To make a crappy gambling joke (yes, I do have a sense of humor
), I've hit the jackpot with my support system.
I am very much in need of advice. If anyone can provide me a way by which I might help my friend, the bipolar/AD(H)D gambler, quit his addiction and his aversion to seeking professional help, please advise.
Thank you, TDS, for being my "safe place" and this thread is my confessional. I care about all of you as well. I hope for us all to lead happy lives.
Thank you, also, to anyone who has read this far. I'm not known for being concise.
Much love and light.
-Mariposa
Background:
I don't gamble. I see no appeal in gambling. I've done a little in Vegas and Oregon; Vegas was about free drinks as long as I threw a couple nickles in the slot machines and tipped the server. Oregon? Played video poker a couple times and lost about $10 overall with a friend as somewhat of a joke. I'd rather be at work or home than in a place that fosters that type of addiction.
Present:
The person to whom I refer, who is not a BLer, has two kids with his ex-wife (a psychologist), and is rapid-cycling bipolar. When I hang out with him in places where there is gambling (practically everywhere in public), I see how he looks at the gambling machines. It makes me feel like I want to throw up. This man needs to concentrate on his career, his children, and his future; not pee it away on video poker. He tried tapping into his retirement fund so he can gamble. Luckily (oh goodness) he can't at present. I have babysat his kids; they deserve better than this. I care about their well-being as well as his.
He has a college degree, works for a major university, and if one were to meet him, they'd never be able to tell. He doesn't really drink and does use herb and pharmies to treat his AD(H)D and other, more physical, conditions, with which herb does help.
Questions:
1. How does a person in the midst of a complicated and long separation/divorce do this stuff? He said, verbatim, that "gambling is like cocaine". What the flying flip?
2. I know he needs professional help, but he is reluctant to get it. His ex, the psychologist, is a nice woman. He seems to have been burnt by therapy. How do I convince him to get professional help?
3. I'm not afraid to tackle the tough issues, and he knows that. I am not a licensed therapist. I don't want to be a babysitter for a grown professional adult. Yet I am compelled to help him. How can I reconcile this in my own mind?
Conclusion:
I have my own life. I am a professional as well. I have to put aside the fact that I have an enormous heart and an even longer task list. I truly worry about him and his children. I don't want to see this dude gamble his and his childrens' future away.
Miscellaneous:
Does anyone have any advice for me? This is causing me even more distress than my travels are - and I haven't traveled for fun in general. I have extremely severe personal obligations for my family. I became a professional consultant, for lack of a better way to put it, because I love my family so much and nothing can interfere with that. My family and I lead a good life due to our collective efforts. My priorities are in order. I'm finally achieving at least a few of my many goals. I have the best psychiatrist ever watching over me as I deal with my own issues. I have the best friends for whom a person could ever ask. To make a crappy gambling joke (yes, I do have a sense of humor
I am very much in need of advice. If anyone can provide me a way by which I might help my friend, the bipolar/AD(H)D gambler, quit his addiction and his aversion to seeking professional help, please advise.
Thank you, TDS, for being my "safe place" and this thread is my confessional. I care about all of you as well. I hope for us all to lead happy lives.
Thank you, also, to anyone who has read this far. I'm not known for being concise.
Much love and light.

-Mariposa
