I didn't choose poker because it was the conservative and easy option
On another note, the grind is starting to take a toll on me. When I go to bed, I don't really sleep. I just play cards in my dreams for a few hours, and I wake up exhausted. I think I need to be exercising more. It's tough to wake up tired and then go for a run/play some basketball, but it's exactly what I need to be doing to break out of this cycle of playing cards until I'm exhausted, sleep, repeat.
I do take time every day, both in the morning and at night, to relax and decompress. And I take time nearly every day to reflect on the day/week/month and how I feel I'm doing at achieving the various personal/poker goals I have, which I think is a necessary part of keeping oneself accountable and making real progress in growing as a person.
Lately though, I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed and lost about what I want to do with my life moving forward. I have dirt cheap rent right now, but my lease is up in August. I live in Sacramento, but I'd rather live closer to San Francisco. The problem is that the cheapest rent in SF is 3-4k/month (if you can find a place at all), and even surrounding cities are 2-3k (for a room in someone's house, or a studio if you're lucky). Been looking at places in Portland and LA (both still expensive as hell), but moving out to either of those places would be both exciting and scary, as I don't know anyone in either.
I've also been giving a lot of thought to how poker began as my escape. Instead of going to class I could fire up some tables and feel more productive, while also having fun. I could forget about my family problems by losing myself in math and theory (and it was math and theory I could use right away, and see the results of, not equations in a textbook) I could blow off my responsibilities but feel like I was building a future for myself through poker.
And yeah, I was. But now that I've been playing full time for almost a year, it's not an escape anymore. It's the daily grind. The novelty has worn off (big shocker, no one told me that would happen). It's still fun, and it's still challenging, but it's not new and exciting. Now I find myself, on my days off or when I'm bored, looking for something else as an escape. And I'm not sure what. Video games, the escape of my teenage years, feel like a waste of time when I could be getting paid to play a video game. Netflix only has so many shows to watch. I need a new hobby, something outside of poker that I'm passionate about.
I'm rambling now, but since this thread is basically my poker blog I figured I'd put some of how I'm feeling into words. Maybe it will help me work through all this. Maybe it will help someone else work through similar stuff. Or maybe I just enjoy rambling. Probably the latter
Last edited by tgiggity; 04-03-2018 at 03:46 PM.