catherineong Posted September 2 Share Posted September 2 The neon lights of the casino ruined me. As Alex, lost everything at the craps tables. Each evening, the casino beckoned. The call of "place your bets" was my siren's call. My wife, Sarah, implored me to abandon the roulette wheel, but I couldn't resist the pull. On that tragic night at the underground gambling den, I bet it all: our future, our residence - all on a single hand. The dice rolled snake eyes and luck turned its back on me. Returning to our place with all lost, I found only a note: "I'm leaving. Your obsession with poker has ruined our lives." Abandoned in an desolate space, I comprehended that seeking a lucky streak deprived me of all that was real. Therapists identified a depressive condition, deepened by my losses at the tables. Now, constantly is a battle not just with the lure of the roulette wheel, but with the all-consuming melancholy in my soul. Is it possible for me to climb out of this pit carved by endless nights at the tables? >>> free online slots to play Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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