Craps Shooter Shattered

The neon lights of the casino ruined me. My name is Alex, and I gambled away my future at the slot machines.
Constantly, the gambling halls called. The clinking of chips was a temptation I couldn’t resist.
My wife, Lisa, pleaded with me to leave the poker tables, but the casino’s call was louder.
On that calamitous night at the underground gambling den, I bet our whole life: our future, our house – on a “sure thing” bet.
The cards fell wrong and luck turned its back on me.
Returning to what was once our home with empty pockets, I found only a note: “I can’t do this anymore. Your gambling addiction has destroyed us.”
Left behind in an empty room, I finally saw that pursuing the big win stripped me of my true treasures.
Medical professionals confirmed a depressive condition, intensified by my yearning for the casino floor.
Now, all the time is a war not just with my urge to return to the casino, but with the overwhelming gloom inside me. Is there any way I can escape this chasm shaped by the relentless pursuit of the next win?
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