Cashing Out My Soul

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The casino became my obsession. My name is Alex, and I ruined myself at the roulette wheel.
Day after day, the roulette wheel spun its hypnotic dance. The cheers at the craps table was my addiction's voice.
My wife, Sarah, beseeched me to stay away from the casino, but I was deaf to her pleas.
On that tragic night at the high-stakes tables, I wagered our whole life: our security, our home - on a "sure thing" bet.
The cards fell wrong and chance betrayed me.
Returning to our apartment with not a penny to my name, I found only a note: "I'm leaving. Your obsession with poker has left us with nothing."
Alone in an empty space, I finally saw that grasping at the perfect bet deprived me of love and family.
Therapists identified major depressive disorder, worsened by my casino obsession.
Now, every day is a fight not just with the phantom sounds of slot machines, but with the crushing sadness in my mind. Can I possibly overcome this chasm shaped by the relentless pursuit of the next win?
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