Manjerica1
Rock Star
Platinum Level
Yo bros, let me paint you a picture:
It’s 1 PM. I’m 6-tabling micro MTTs, my desk looks like a warzone—empty Red Bull cans, crumpled hand charts, and a suspiciously sticky spot where I think soy sauce escaped last Tuesday. My mom’s voice echoes in my head: “Limpa esse quarto antes de jogar, menino!” (Clean that room before playing, kid!). I scoffed. "I’m a grinder, not a maid, Mom!"
But then… I folded. Not just QQ pre after a 3-bet (RIP), but literally folded my laundry. Cleared the doom pile of chip bags. Wiped the soy sauce. Suddenly, my $1.10 Deepstack felt like a high roller event.
The Result?
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Won the ****er for $39.34 in a 200-player field. Felt like goddamn Phil Ivey. Energy? Clean. Focus? Laser. ROI? Probably 3,000% because I didn’t tilt-shove A5o after dusting crumbs off my mousepad.
Then came the $2.20 WPT PKO. Field of 515. Made it to 13th.
Cashed $19.13 ($12.07 in bounties—RIP to the fish I sniped). Not life-changing, but psychologically? Huge. It’s the grind’s dirty secret: small wins = mental health steroids. Taking a "step down" to micros isn’t regression—it’s rebuilding your sanity brick by brick.
You ever had a "stupid small win" that saved your mental game? Or caught yourself rage-cleaning your room after a bad beat? Spill the tea, bros.
It’s 1 PM. I’m 6-tabling micro MTTs, my desk looks like a warzone—empty Red Bull cans, crumpled hand charts, and a suspiciously sticky spot where I think soy sauce escaped last Tuesday. My mom’s voice echoes in my head: “Limpa esse quarto antes de jogar, menino!” (Clean that room before playing, kid!). I scoffed. "I’m a grinder, not a maid, Mom!"
But then… I folded. Not just QQ pre after a 3-bet (RIP), but literally folded my laundry. Cleared the doom pile of chip bags. Wiped the soy sauce. Suddenly, my $1.10 Deepstack felt like a high roller event.
The Result?
]Won the ****er for $39.34 in a 200-player field. Felt like goddamn Phil Ivey. Energy? Clean. Focus? Laser. ROI? Probably 3,000% because I didn’t tilt-shove A5o after dusting crumbs off my mousepad.
Then came the $2.20 WPT PKO. Field of 515. Made it to 13th.
Cashed $19.13 ($12.07 in bounties—RIP to the fish I sniped). Not life-changing, but psychologically? Huge. It’s the grind’s dirty secret: small wins = mental health steroids. Taking a "step down" to micros isn’t regression—it’s rebuilding your sanity brick by brick.
The Takeaway
- Mom’s ROI Tip is Legit: A clean space = clean focus. Less tilt, less "**** it I’ll call".
- Micro Wins Macro Impact: That $39 deepstack win? It’s not just cash. It’s proof you’re not a bot programmed to min-cash.
- Grind Smarter, Not Harder: Sometimes stepping down to $1.10 MTTs is like taking your brain to therapy. Cheaper too.
You ever had a "stupid small win" that saved your mental game? Or caught yourself rage-cleaning your room after a bad beat? Spill the tea, bros.
