The casino was my downfall. My name is Alex, and I ruined myself at the blackjack tables.
Each evening, the slot machines sang their siren song. The clinking of chips was my siren's call.
My wife, Emily, beseeched me to abandon the roulette wheel, but I couldn't resist the pull.
On that calamitous night at the underground gambling den, I wagered all we had: our entire nest egg, our residence - all on a single hand.
My poker hand was beaten and fortune abandoned me.
Returning to our place with nothing left, I found only a note: "Farewell. Your love for the casino has destroyed us."
Sitting in an bare room, I finally saw that seeking the big win deprived me of love and family.
Therapists identified clinical depression, compounded by my withdrawal from betting.
Now, daily is a fight not just with the lure of the roulette wheel, but with the overwhelming gloom in my soul. Do I have the strength to climb out of this pit left by my addiction to betting?
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