Why I sleep on the floor again
I am sorry for what I am about to write. I will try to turn this around and try to make this blog more positive - because that's what I'd like it to be - but on the other hand, I really want to give you guys an insight in my life. Maybe even more than I should. So this post will be very personal.
The last few days have been horrible for me. Before I can explain why I'd like to explain the kind of person I am.
If you ask me who I am I will answer you that I am the most over-ambitious person you can imagine. This is basically how I define myself. I work out 5-9 times a week, I learn a ton of poker, play poker, eat healthy, read, don't spend a lot and reinvest. On a casual games night with friends, I will give always 100%. Not because I think it's necessary but because I enjoy it.
Before I turned pro I was sleeping on the floor - even though I had a bed. I didn't feel like I deserve it. My mom paid for it. She paid my rent and everything else while I was going to university. I didn't deserve ****. So I slept on the floor. I don't want to be anyone's burden. I want to be the one who's helping people. I started working really hard and the first month of making actual money with poker I built my own bed. It's awesome and the way I like it. Oak, Japanese-Style, 180*200, very minimalistic. I started sleeping in it and so did the girl I shared my time with. I improved a ton over the past year and recently somebody asked me: out of a million people, how happy are you?
I answered in the top 200.
I was fresh out of my relationship, but we ended on good terms and life was going well. I was making good money playing poker, had great friends, everything was awesome.
Everything is still going well, except that I never noticed who I did all of this for.
Don't get me wrong, I love playing poker and don't want to do anything else right now - but I don't care about my apartment, a TV, a couch, a nice dining table, pictures on the walls, ...
I don't live here for me. A room with a computer, my instruments, a mattress on the floor and a place to do some sports are enough for me. I basically built (still improving) this apartment to share it with somebody. Somebody I can go to bed with and kiss goodbye when she goes to work. I recently saw "Southpaw" and even though I am not even close to being as successful as Billy Hope it really got me how he is doing this for his family. I want to do all of this for somebody. I don't need this. Sure I enjoy the aspect of everything I do and my life is great, but I really want to share this with somebody. So if she'd ask again today: Out of a million people, how happy are you?
I don't know if I'd be able to answer. Half of what is necessary for my happiness is missing.
All my friends are in relationships, so it's hard to spend a lot of time with them and most of the time I am on my own right now.
I need to get back in the dating game, but I don't want to force it. She needs to be the best I can find. Until then all I can do is work harder, work smarter and improve my self more and more so I can be more for her.
It fuels me and drives me, but damn it. I am not okay. I didn't feel like this in years.
I will come back better and stronger and I know that this is just a phase. I will have nothing but the best to offer for her, whoever she is.
So I don't sleep in my bed anymore. Because it wasn't built for one. I will climb back in when I deserve it.
Until then: Have a great day and stay frosty
- Marshmallow
ps: we cracked the 6.5 ev bb/100 on stars over the last 60k hands. I don't think more is possible for me right now while playing 4+ Zoom tables and implementing new strategy. I will continue to grind for another 4k in winnings and will then move up with super aggressive bankroll management.
Last edited by Marshmallow; 04-11-2018 at 05:17 PM.