Craps Table Confessional

The gambling halls consumed me. I’m a man named Alex who threw my life away at the blackjack tables.
Day after day, the gambling halls called. The call of “place your bets” was my siren’s call.
My wife, Anna, urged me to stay away from the casino, but the casino’s call was louder.
On that tragic night at the VIP room, I risked everything: our entire nest egg, our property – on one spin of the wheel.
The roulette ball landed on the wrong number and luck turned its back on me.
Returning to what was once our home with not a penny to my name, I found only a note: “Farewell. Your gambling addiction has torn us apart.”
Alone in an bare home, I realized that grasping at the big win deprived me of what was truly valuable.
Doctors diagnosed a serious mood disorder, exacerbated by gambling addiction.
Now, every day is a war not just with the lure of the roulette wheel, but with the overwhelming gloom in my mind. Is it possible for me to free myself from this void created by the glittering world of casinos?
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