The gambling halls consumed me. Alex here, threw my life away at the slot machines.
Night after night, the slot machines sang their siren song. The clinking of chips was the soundtrack of my downfall.
My wife, Emily, urged me to quit playing slots, but I was too far gone.
On that tragic night at the underground gambling den, I wagered our whole life: our savings, our home - on a "sure thing" bet.
The slot machine displayed "LOSE" and luck turned its back on me.
Returning to what was once our home with all lost, I found only a note: "Goodbye. Your roulette wheel madness has ruined our lives."
Deserted in an hollow space, I understood that pursuing a lucky streak cost me love and family.
Health experts recognized severe depression, worsened by my casino obsession.
Now, constantly is a battle not just with the memory of the poker table, but with the profound despair in my mind. Will I ever overcome this void carved by endless nights at the tables?
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