Gambling's Grueling Grip

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The neon lights of the casino ruined me. As Alex, threw my life away at the craps tables.
Each evening, the casino beckoned. The clinking of chips was a temptation I couldn't resist.
My wife, Sarah, urged me to quit playing slots, but I couldn't resist the pull.
On that fateful night at the exclusive casino, I gambled all we had: our future, our home - on one spin of the wheel.
My poker hand was beaten and the house always wins.
Returning home with empty pockets, I found only a note: "Farewell. Your gambling addiction has torn us apart."
Deserted in an vacant home, I understood that grasping at a lucky streak lost me everything that mattered.
I was diagnosed with a depressive condition, compounded by my withdrawal from betting.
Now, all the time is a fight not just with the memory of the poker table, but with the overwhelming gloom that haunts me. Do I have the strength to climb out of this pit created by the glittering world of casinos?
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