I am the Fireside Poet and I am an addict.
I started in late April and was content with my minimum 4 games for a few months and had a few wins under my belt, suddenly, I began losing to those .. dice (nevermind the quality of players I was against). My points began to go into the drink and I couldn't stand by and let that happen, so I took the plunge with a $20 via PayPal and that very day marked the beginning of the end. But it wasn't all rosey...
I used to be ashamed of my addiction and when my wife or kids would walk unannounced behind me, I would quickly alt-tab to "Microsoft Excel" (work) and lie to them, telling them that I had to document how many employees we had in each country (why there were 40 in Kamchatka, I'll never know). With this shame and guilt, I began to expound to them what I had been doing all along ... the late nights getting to bed, the early morning excursions *shame* ... but they took it surprisingly well and seemed to understand my impulsiveness. Admission was my first real step in the long road to recovery... may it fail miserably.
You have heard the term "one thing leads to another", but this isn't the case ... sometimes, one thing leads to the same thing. Just ask me, I'm an addict.
See you on the battlefield.