letter to my gambling husband
To My Husband, the GamblerMy Dearest,I write this with a heart heavy with worry and a mind full of questions. You know Ive tried to understand, to support, to be a beacon of hope in your darkest moments. But lately, the darkness has consumed us both.Remember the day we met? The laughter, the dreams we shared, the promise of a future filled with love and joy? We built a life together, brick by brick, filled with laughter and love. We were a team, two souls intertwined. But somewhere along the way, the grip of the game took hold. The thrill of the gamble, the adrenaline rush, the fleeting moments of triumph became more important than the love we built, the future we envisioned. You became a stranger, lost in a world of numbers and chances, where the only certainty was the evergrowing shadow of debt.My heart aches, seeing you consumed by this obsession. The laughter has dimmed, replaced by tension and silence. The love we shared feels fragile, a flickering flame in the wind.This letter isnt a condemnation. Its a plea, a desperate cry for help. We cant keep living like this, clinging to the hope that the next hand will change everything. Its time to face reality, to seek help, to reclaim the life we built, brick by brick.Please, my love, for our sake, for our future, lets find a way out of this darkness. Lets fight for the love we share, for the dreams we once held so dear. With all my love,Your wife.