Craps Table's Trap

[Dyptore]

The neon lights of the casino ruined me. My name is Alex, and I ruined myself at the roulette wheel.
Night after night, the gambling halls called. The shuffling of cards was my addiction's voice.
My wife, Anna, beseeched me to stop gambling, but the casino's call was louder.
On that calamitous night at the high-stakes tables, I put on the line all we had: our security, our property - in a high-stakes poker game.
My poker hand was beaten and chance betrayed me.
Returning to our house with all lost, I found only a note: "It's over. Your obsession with poker has ruined our lives."
Sitting in an desolate house, I finally saw that grasping at a lucky streak cost me what was truly valuable.
Medical professionals confirmed major depressive disorder, deepened by my losses at the tables.
Now, constantly is a war not just with my urge to return to the casino, but with the crushing sadness in my mind. Do I have the strength to overcome this chasm created by the glittering world of casinos?
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