The casino became my obsession. I, Alex, lost everything at the poker tables.
Night after night, the slot machines sang their siren song. The clinking of chips was my addiction’s voice.
My wife, Anna, begged me to abandon the roulette wheel, but I couldn’t resist the pull.
On that tragic night at the exclusive casino, I wagered it all: our security, our dwelling – all on a single hand.
My poker hand was beaten and chance betrayed me.
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 love for the casino has become unbearable.”
Sitting in an hollow space, I understood that seeking a royal flush deprived me of what was truly valuable.
Therapists identified a serious mood disorder, exacerbated by gambling addiction.
Now, all the time is a fight not just with the memory of the poker table, but with the profound despair that haunts me. Do I have the strength to climb out of this void dug by years of gambling?
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