kendrickwinning Posted August 31 Share Posted August 31 The casino was my downfall. My name is Alex, and I squandered it all at the poker tables. Each evening, the slot machines sang their siren song. The call of "place your bets" was the soundtrack of my downfall. My wife, Sarah, pleaded with me to abandon the roulette wheel, but I was too far gone. On that disastrous night at the underground gambling den, I gambled every last penny: our life's work, our property - on a "sure thing" bet. The roulette ball landed on the wrong number and the house always wins. Returning to our house with empty pockets, I found only a note: "Goodbye. Your love for the casino has become unbearable." Alone in an bare apartment, I finally saw that seeking a royal flush lost me all that was real. Health experts recognized major depressive disorder, intensified by my yearning for the casino floor. Now, every day is a war not just with the phantom sounds of slot machines, but with the all-consuming melancholy in my mind. Do I have the strength to climb out of this chasm created by the glittering world of casinos? >>> caesars free online slots Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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