Little Italy
It was around me before I understood what it was
Gambling was around me before I ever understood what addiction was. Pitching quarters as a kid, then football pools, then parlay cards, then bookies. By 15 I was sitting across from my mother crying because I had lost more than I could come up with.
Out of school
The paycheque got bigger and so did the losses
When I got a good-paying job right after high school, the bets got larger and so did the losses. I borrowed from friends, my girlfriend, her mother. When nobody was left, I went crawling back to my parents.
Age 23
Eight years of walking in and back out
My mother suggested Gamblers Anonymous. I first walked in at 23, and for the next eight years I was in and out. I showed up when I was desperate.
“Then the pain would go away, the tears would dry up, and I would gamble again.”
My twenties
It stopped being about money
By my early twenties gambling was not just hitting my finances. It was changing my character. I was becoming somebody my parents did not raise. Lying. Manipulating. Stealing.

Chicago, 2026 Age 28
Three months in county jail
At 28 I got into serious legal trouble after a bar fight. I pled guilty and spent three months in county jail. Two weeks after release I was gambling. I did not know how to stop and I did not want to.
“I had checked off two of the three true rock bottoms. Insanity and jail. Death was knocking on the door.”
February 9, 2012
There was no magical moment
My last bet was February 9, 2012. Nothing changed all at once. My family stopped rescuing me and stepped away. But people in Gamblers Anonymous kept showing up. Then Teddy, somebody I respected, asked me the question I needed to hear.
“What are you doing differently this time?”
Doing it differently
I had to admit I did not know what was best for me
For years I wanted recovery without changing anything. I started going to meetings consistently. I got a sponsor. I worked the steps. Most of all, I did what people with long-term recovery suggested instead of believing I knew better.

All you can take with you is that which you have given away Fourteen years on
It gave me more than not placing a bet
Recovery gave me the chance to become the person I believe my parents raised me to be. It gave me relationships I would never have had, and it gave me purpose. That purpose is why I started this show.
“That person does not have to be who you stay.”
The story
I am not an expert and I am not a therapist. I lived it.
None of it happened the way I thought it would. Here is the whole thing, start to finish.

What now
Where to get help
You do not have to be at the bottom to ask for help, and you do not have to explain yourself to anybody first.

