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Blackjack's Broken Home
« on: August 31, 2024, 08:18:32 AM »
The casino was my downfall. Alex here, squandered it all at the blackjack tables.
Day after day, the gambling halls called. The shuffling of cards was a temptation I couldn't resist.
My wife, Maria, begged me to leave the poker tables, but I couldn't resist the pull.
On that disastrous night at the lavish casino resort, I risked it all: our security, our home - in a high-stakes poker game.
The slot machine displayed "LOSE" and luck turned its back on me.
Returning to our apartment with the bitter taste of defeat, I found only a note: "I can't do this anymore. Your slot machine fixation has ruined our lives."
Sitting in an vacant space, I realized that hunting the big win deprived me of my true treasures.
Therapists identified clinical depression, intensified by my yearning for the casino floor.
Now, every day is a struggle not just with the lure of the roulette wheel, but with the profound despair in my soul. Can I possibly escape this abyss dug by years of gambling?
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