The thought of this hot death left me house bound, as I was saying. With nothing to do, I turned to the workers cure, that�s right, Solitaire. One game came and gone. It lined my stomach, but a hunger for activity was still within me. My belly grumbled for more. So I gave in. little did I know of the dangers in solitaire and the addiction that was coming my way.
Every year hundreds of families are torn apart from Solitaire related causes. Let�s take a look at little Billy. His dad died of asphyxiation when finally beating his all time high score after a fourteen hour stretch of what Bill�s dad would call, �my chores�. �he would sit for hours at a time.� Says Billy �sometimes he wouldn�t go to bed, he would stay up all night on the computer playing. In the morning we would find him shaking and bug eyed staring at his computer screen.� Eventually Billy�s dad quit his job and started playing solitaire full time, which left it to Billy and his mother to support the family. It wasn�t but a few months later when Billy�s father met his maker. DON�T LET THIS HAPPEN TO YOU. IF YOU OR SOMEONE YOU KNOW IS ADDICTED TO SOLITAIRE, YOU NEED TO FIND HELP. DO NOT BECOME ANOTHER OF SOLITAIRES COUNTLESS VICTIMS.
I guess I realized I had a problem when one morning my nosey sister, brought it up to me. She was always in my business and I hated her, still do. I was up late one night, and she could hear my rigorous mouse clicking in her room, or so she claimed. She peaked her head out and saw me clicking away, eyes wide and several empty bottles of root beer in front of me.
The next morning around two o�clock in the afternoon as I was eating breakfast, she came and got in my face. �Why do you do always play solitaire until three in the morning?!� she attacked. �Why do you care?!� I would rebut. �Because you keep me awake at night!� she continued with points irrelevant to anything. I responded trying end the conversation �When the space ships come, me and my sunshine westerners church of rainbows congregations will be treated as kings for we are pure in nature, but you and your kind will spend eternity as slaves.� And my strategy proved to work, she made a face and turned around to bother some other poor soul possibly a small child, or puppy.
Although I put on a confident front inside I was in pieces and trying to put together my puzzle. I couldn�t help but think �why am I always playing solitaire until three in the morning?� this was the first time I had ever given some real introspection to the topic. I would never feel whole unless I was playing solitaire, it was effecting not just me, but my family and friends as well. Whenever someone would want me to do something with them I would always say I was busy, people would come over and I would make them stand over my shoulder and make sure I wasn�t missing any moves. Eventually people stopped coming, and I passed them off as being inferior being. What foolery I was in, so got online and to find help. There are always places on the internet, oh sweet internet. Ohhhhhhhhhh how wonderful you make me feel inside, every letter I type on you is like a little hug. You beautiful invention� As of now I am on the 12 step program recovering. But excuse me, I need to check out something on this website, I might be able to win some money.
