Roulette Wheel Wreckage

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The casino became my obsession. I'm a man named Alex who threw my life away at the blackjack tables.
Constantly, the slot machines sang their siren song. The cheers at the craps table was a temptation I couldn't resist.
My wife, Anna, implored me to stop gambling, but the lure of the jackpot was too strong.
On that tragic night at the exclusive casino, I gambled it all: our savings, our residence - all on a single hand.
The dice rolled snake eyes and the house always wins.
Returning to our apartment with nothing left, I found only a note: "I'm leaving. Your obsession with poker has destroyed us."
Sitting in an vacant house, I finally saw that hunting the perfect bet stripped me of all that was real.
Therapists identified a serious mood disorder, compounded by my withdrawal from betting.
Now, each day is a challenge not just with my urge to return to the casino, but with the crushing sadness inside me. Is it possible for me to escape this void carved by endless nights at the tables?
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