Blackjack's Bitter Taste

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The casino was my downfall. I'm a man named Alex who squandered it all at the roulette wheel.
Night after night, the casino beckoned. The cheers at the craps table was my addiction's voice.
My wife, Emily, pleaded with me to leave the poker tables, but I was too far gone.
On that fateful night at the underground gambling den, I risked everything: our future, our property - on a "sure thing" bet.
My poker hand was beaten and I lost it all in an instant.
Returning to what was once our home with not a penny to my name, I found only a note: "I can't do this anymore. Your slot machine fixation has ruined our lives."
Sitting in an hollow house, I comprehended that hunting the big win robbed me of what was truly valuable.
I was diagnosed with severe depression, exacerbated by gambling addiction.
Now, every day is a fight not just with the lure of the roulette wheel, but with the deep darkness inside me. Can I possibly free myself from this pit left by my addiction to betting?
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