Poker Face's Final Fall

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The gambling halls consumed me. Alex here, gambled away my future at the slot machines.
Day after day, the casino beckoned. The shuffling of cards was my siren's call.
My wife, Sarah, beseeched me to stop gambling, but I was deaf to her pleas.
On that tragic night at the underground gambling den, I wagered every last penny: our entire nest egg, our house - in a high-stakes poker game.
The cards fell wrong and fortune abandoned me.
Returning to our house with the bitter taste of defeat, I found only a note: "I'm leaving. Your gambling addiction has left us with nothing."
Sitting in an vacant home, I grasped that pursuing the jackpot lost me my true treasures.
I was diagnosed with a depressive condition, worsened by my casino obsession.
Now, daily is a struggle not just with my urge to return to the casino, but with the profound despair in my soul. Is it possible for me to overcome this pit carved by endless nights at the tables?
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