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Hello - My Name is Colleen and I'm an Addict - -

I developed this problem about a year and a half ago. I got hooked when a friend introduced me to my addiction. It started out as a casual thing, just was doing it every once in a while. I really wasn't getting any satisfaction from it, so I kind of gave it up. Then, about seven months ago, I started again. I started out slow again and I just did it every once in a while. Then I started doing it more and more. Now, it's to the point I have to do it every day. And, I don't do it just a little bit - I'm doing it about two hours every day. Constantly. I can't stop. But, I really don't want to stop. I enjoy my addiction. But, it has started to control my life a bit. If I even think I am going to miss a day, I start to go a little crazy, trying to find a way to sneak away to do it - find a moment that I can just get a little satisfaction. It has it's paybacks - some days are better than others. I enjoy my addiction.

Hello, my name is Colleen and I'm a sweepaholic. I sit at my computer for about two hours a day entering sweepstakes. I love when I get that screen that says "Congratulations, you won a---" or when I get an email that says "Congratulations, you won a---", or when I go to the mailbox and there is some little package there, or the UPS driver has left something at my door. The funny thing is, I've given away a lot of what I've won. I know a lot of people may find it crazy, but, I love every minute of it!!

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  1. Oh my goodness! Some might think it is crazy but you have won some amazing things! Keep sweeping lady, and if your giving stuff away send it my way!

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  2. I could use a trip to Cali, or heck, a free pizza from a local business. I'm not picky.

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  3. I used to be an addict but I realized I wasn't getting anything out of it not even a high so I stopped. Who knows maybe I'll come back but i wouldn't count on it but I ditto tryn's comment as well. Do it to it lady!!!

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