The real pain of poker, the only chronic, threatening pain, comes from the daily loss of livelihood—how a player views himself in the face of losing. Pain tolerance, then, is not measured in how well the player can take a bad beat or how long he can sit at a table without questioning what the fuck has happened. Rather, it is how the player handles an inevitable losing streak and the extent to which he will allow losing to affect his idea of himself. After a month straight of losses, a player can become convinced that losing is his role. Going broke becomes his thing to do, his inevitable outcome. The fog of losing, which feels like a seething, dirty steam in the veins, seeps into everything.
The High is Always the Pain and the Pain is Always the High - Jay Caspian Kang
It hurts, somewhere below your stomach and your gut. Like a punch in between knowing that you lost because maybe you misplayed, misread, or just... were stupid....
I will beat the pain, the pain will never be stronger than me...
Jakazid feat. DJ Nicky Cerberus - Find Me
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