Casino Pit Confessional

[Annerfeib]

The gambling halls consumed me. My name is Alex, and I squandered it all at the poker tables.
Each evening, the casino beckoned. The cheers at the craps table was my siren's call.
My wife, Sarah, urged me to stop gambling, but I was deaf to her pleas.
On that ruinous night at the VIP room, I put on the line every last penny: our future, our property - on one spin of the wheel.
The cards fell wrong and the house always wins.
Returning to our apartment with the bitter taste of defeat, I found only a note: "I'm leaving. Your obsession with poker has torn us apart."
Sitting in an bare apartment, I realized that hunting a lucky streak robbed me of everything that mattered.
Medical professionals confirmed severe depression, compounded by my withdrawal from betting.
Now, daily is a war 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 shaped by the relentless pursuit of the next win?
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