The casino was my downfall. I, Alex, threw my life away at the poker tables.
Each evening, the gambling halls called. The shuffling of cards was my addiction's voice.
My wife, Maria, implored me to quit playing slots, but I couldn't resist the pull.
On that tragic night at the underground gambling den, I risked every last penny: our entire nest egg, our house - in a desperate attempt to win big.
The slot machine displayed "LOSE" and chance betrayed me.
Returning to our house with all lost, I found only a note: "Goodbye. Your roulette wheel madness has torn us apart."
Left behind in an empty house, I comprehended that grasping at the perfect bet cost me love and family.
Health experts recognized a serious mood disorder, compounded by my withdrawal from betting.
Now, each day is a challenge not just with the memory of the poker table, but with the all-consuming melancholy inside me. Is there any way I can escape this abyss carved by endless nights at the tables?
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