Slot Reels of Regret

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The casino became my obsession. I, Alex, lost everything at the slot machines.
Each evening, the gambling halls called. The clinking of chips was a temptation I couldn't resist.
My wife, Lisa, implored me to abandon the roulette wheel, but the casino's call was louder.
On that ruinous night at the underground gambling den, I put on the line all we had: our entire nest egg, our dwelling - in a desperate attempt to win big.
The slot machine displayed "LOSE" and the house always wins.
Returning home with nothing left, I found only a note: "Goodbye. Your roulette wheel madness has destroyed us."
Sitting in an hollow apartment, I comprehended that chasing the big win cost me my true treasures.
Doctors diagnosed major depressive disorder, deepened by my losses at the tables.
Now, all the time is a fight not just with the phantom sounds of slot machines, but with the deep darkness in my mind. Can I possibly overcome this void left by my addiction to betting?
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