Blackjack's Broken Dreams

[Dyptore]

The gambling halls consumed me. Alex here, ruined myself at the roulette wheel.
Night after night, the casino beckoned. The cheers at the craps table was the soundtrack of my downfall.
My wife, Emily, pleaded with me to quit playing slots, but I couldn't resist the pull.
On that fateful night at the exclusive casino, I gambled everything: our savings, our residence - on a "sure thing" bet.
The dice rolled snake eyes and luck turned its back on me.
Returning to our apartment with all lost, I found only a note: "Goodbye. Your obsession with poker has destroyed us."
Sitting in an desolate home, I comprehended that chasing a lucky streak cost me what was truly valuable.
Therapists identified a serious mood disorder, intensified by my yearning for the casino floor.
Now, daily is a war not just with my compulsion to place bets, but with the crushing sadness inside me. Is there any way I can escape this chasm dug by years of gambling?
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