The casino became my obsession. Alex here, gambled away my future at the blackjack tables.
Every night, the slot machines sang their siren song. The cheers at the craps table was my addiction's voice.
My wife, Emily, urged me to stop gambling, but the lure of the jackpot was too strong.
On that fateful night at the lavish casino resort, I risked every last penny: our life's work, our dwelling - in a high-stakes poker game.
The roulette ball landed on the wrong number and chance betrayed me.
Returning to what was once our home with not a penny to my name, I found only a note: "Farewell. Your slot machine fixation has destroyed us."
Abandoned in an desolate house, I understood that grasping at a royal flush deprived me of everything that mattered.
Doctors diagnosed clinical depression, worsened by my casino obsession.
Now, every day is a fight not just with the phantom sounds of slot machines, but with the profound despair in my mind. Can I possibly free myself from this void shaped by the relentless pursuit of the next win?
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