Casino Carousel of Despair

The gambling halls consumed me. I'm a man named Alex who ruined myself at the roulette wheel.
Every night, the poker tables whispered promises. The call of "place your bets" was my addiction's voice.
My wife, Sarah, begged me to abandon the roulette wheel, but the lure of the jackpot was too strong.
On that disastrous night at the exclusive casino, I risked all we had: our security, our property - in a high-stakes poker game.
My poker hand was beaten and I lost it all in an instant.
Returning to our place with all lost, I found only a note: "I can't do this anymore. Your love for the casino has destroyed us."
Alone in an vacant apartment, I understood that seeking the big win lost me what was truly valuable.
Doctors diagnosed a serious mood disorder, exacerbated by gambling addiction.
Now, each day is a challenge not just with my compulsion to place bets, but with the all-consuming melancholy in my mind. Will I ever overcome this black hole dug by years of gambling?
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