The casino became my obsession. My name is Alex, and I gambled away my future at the roulette wheel.
Day after day, the poker tables whispered promises. The cheers at the craps table was an irresistible lure.
My wife, Anna, beseeched me to leave the poker tables, but the casino’s call was louder.
On that fateful night at the VIP room, I bet it all: our entire nest egg, our dwelling – all on a single hand.
The roulette ball landed on the wrong number and fortune abandoned me.
Returning to our place with nothing left, I found only a note: «Goodbye. Your roulette wheel madness has torn us apart.»
Sitting in an bare home, I finally saw that pursuing the perfect bet lost me everything that mattered.
Therapists identified major depressive disorder, intensified by my yearning for the casino floor.
Now, daily is a challenge not just with the memory of the poker table, but with the profound despair within. Will I ever overcome this pit carved by endless nights at the tables?
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