The allure of the casino destroyed my life. I, Alex, gambled away my future at the poker tables.
Night after night, the roulette wheel spun its hypnotic dance. The clinking of chips was a temptation I couldn't resist.
My wife, Sarah, pleaded with me to leave the poker tables, but I couldn't resist the pull.
On that ruinous night at the VIP room, I bet all we had: our future, our home - on one spin of the wheel.
My poker hand was beaten and the house always wins.
Returning to what was once our home with empty pockets, I found only a note: "It's over. Your love for the casino has ruined our lives."
Sitting in an vacant space, I realized that grasping at the perfect bet deprived me of everything that mattered.
Medical professionals confirmed major depressive disorder, compounded by my withdrawal from betting.
Now, each day is a war not just with my urge to return to the casino, but with the profound despair inside me. Can I possibly rise above this black hole created by the glittering world of casinos?
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