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The casino was my downfall. As Alex, ruined myself at the poker tables.
Night after night, the casino beckoned. The whir of slot machines was the soundtrack of my downfall.
My wife, Maria, urged me to quit playing slots, but I was too far gone.
On that calamitous night at the underground gambling den, I gambled all we had: our future, our residence - in a high-stakes poker game.
My poker hand was beaten and the house always wins.
Returning to our place with the bitter taste of defeat, I found only a note: "Farewell. Your obsession with poker has left us with nothing."
Left behind in an bare space, I comprehended that seeking the jackpot robbed me of all that was real.
Doctors diagnosed a serious mood disorder, worsened by my casino obsession.
Now, each day is a fight not just with my urge to return to the casino, but with the crushing sadness in my soul. Is there any way I can rise above this pit carved by endless nights at the tables?
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