Gambling's Ghostly Grip

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The gambling halls consumed me. My name is Alex, and I ruined myself at the blackjack tables.
Night after night, the casino beckoned. The clinking of chips was the soundtrack of my downfall.
My wife, Lisa, pleaded with me to stay away from the casino, but the lure of the jackpot was too strong.
On that disastrous night at the lavish casino resort, I gambled every last penny: our life's work, our dwelling - in a high-stakes poker game.
The dice rolled snake eyes and fortune abandoned me.
Returning to our apartment with the bitter taste of defeat, I found only a note: "Goodbye. Your roulette wheel madness has left us with nothing."
Left behind in an vacant apartment, I comprehended that seeking a lucky streak deprived me of what was truly valuable.
I was diagnosed with major depressive disorder, exacerbated by gambling addiction.
Now, constantly is a challenge not just with the phantom sounds of slot machines, but with the deep darkness that haunts me. Is it possible for me to escape this abyss created by the glittering world of casinos?
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