catherineong Posted September 2 Share Posted September 2 The gambling halls consumed me. I, Alex, gambled away my future at the roulette wheel. Every night, the gambling halls called. The whir of slot machines was my siren's call. My wife, Emily, pleaded with me to stop gambling, but I was deaf to her pleas. On that fateful night at the exclusive casino, I bet it all: our security, our house - in a high-stakes poker game. The cards fell wrong and I lost it all in an instant. Returning to what was once our home with empty pockets, I found only a note: "Farewell. Your love for the casino has left us with nothing." Sitting in an empty room, I realized that chasing the big win deprived me of my true treasures. I was diagnosed with severe depression, intensified by my yearning for the casino floor. Now, daily is a war not just with the phantom sounds of slot machines, but with the deep darkness inside me. Is it possible for me to overcome this black hole carved by endless nights at the tables? >>> free online slots com Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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