Blackjack's Broken Home

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The casino was my downfall. My name is Alex, and I gambled away my future at the poker tables.
Each evening, the slot machines sang their siren song. The cheers at the craps table was the soundtrack of my downfall.
My wife, Sarah, pleaded with me to leave the poker tables, but the lure of the jackpot was too strong.
On that calamitous night at the VIP room, I bet everything: our future, our home - in a high-stakes poker game.
The dice rolled snake eyes and the house always wins.
Returning to what was once our home with not a penny to my name, I found only a note: "Goodbye. Your gambling addiction has left us with nothing."
Sitting in an desolate house, I finally saw that seeking the jackpot robbed me of my true treasures.
Doctors diagnosed a serious mood disorder, exacerbated by gambling addiction.
Now, daily is a struggle not just with the memory of the poker table, but with the all-consuming melancholy within. Is it possible for me to free myself from this pit dug by years of gambling?
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