my REAL "going pro" TR and coming clean
Hey guys;
Something has been nagging at me for a while now, and I need to come clean to all of you, including myself. I have been away and banned for a while, and it was good. Gave me time to reflect on myself, where I'm at in my life , and where I'm going.
I want to come clean and be totally honest with all of you about my "going pro" dreams, what really happened, how I fared, and where I'm going with my life.
I first off want to start this by saying "you were right" . There's no way I had a) the finances b) the stability c) the mind set or d) the maturity.
However, this is just the beginning of my tale. I will recap memorable moments, the lucky breaks I got, some about the Irish girl, what really happened.
This will get TL;DR and if you don't want to read that's fine. I just want to share my tale of IRL happenings so that maybe if anyone else wants to go for it, they dont make the mistakes I made. I was just trying to follow my dream.
Before I even went to Vancouver, I had broken up with a girl that I had been seeing for quite a while. I was in a pretty bad state of mind and knew I needed a change. A friend of mine who had me out last spring told me "Dude, get out here and start grinding and doing what you love to do, and stop being a whiny bitch over a girl that doesn't want you." So, the next thing I know, within 24 hours I had a place lined up, a plan ticket bought, and was on my way.
I recall telling the tale of how I was scammed by a fella who was taking deposits from many people, but not giving the place. Somehow I was the lucky one to get the place. Here is a video:
110 on Vimeo
so there was step 1. I had a place to sleep/live for 1 month, even after being scammed, the rightful owners of the place let me, of 18 people that got scammed , stay at the condo. #rungood
So this is where my tale of poker, the real deal with my finances, and everything else comes into play... (cont'd)
(going to post this is increments, gives me time to breathe)
Something has been nagging at me for a while now, and I need to come clean to all of you, including myself. I have been away and banned for a while, and it was good. Gave me time to reflect on myself, where I'm at in my life , and where I'm going.
I want to come clean and be totally honest with all of you about my "going pro" dreams, what really happened, how I fared, and where I'm going with my life.
I first off want to start this by saying "you were right" . There's no way I had a) the finances b) the stability c) the mind set or d) the maturity.
However, this is just the beginning of my tale. I will recap memorable moments, the lucky breaks I got, some about the Irish girl, what really happened.
This will get TL;DR and if you don't want to read that's fine. I just want to share my tale of IRL happenings so that maybe if anyone else wants to go for it, they dont make the mistakes I made. I was just trying to follow my dream.
Before I even went to Vancouver, I had broken up with a girl that I had been seeing for quite a while. I was in a pretty bad state of mind and knew I needed a change. A friend of mine who had me out last spring told me "Dude, get out here and start grinding and doing what you love to do, and stop being a whiny bitch over a girl that doesn't want you." So, the next thing I know, within 24 hours I had a place lined up, a plan ticket bought, and was on my way.
I recall telling the tale of how I was scammed by a fella who was taking deposits from many people, but not giving the place. Somehow I was the lucky one to get the place. Here is a video:
110 on Vimeo
so there was step 1. I had a place to sleep/live for 1 month, even after being scammed, the rightful owners of the place let me, of 18 people that got scammed , stay at the condo. #rungood
So this is where my tale of poker, the real deal with my finances, and everything else comes into play... (cont'd)
(going to post this is increments, gives me time to breathe)
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Consider this a serious question.
I wasnt lying, but I was trying to portray myself as being alot more stable and well off than I actually was.
Please guys if you can, please ask any questions when im done my TR, it will save the formatting.
Just had supper, Ill write the next part shortly.
Why not write the entire epiphany in word, then copy and paste the entire thing at once, will avoid you having to rewrite as the questions flow.
Your "baller" twitter feed already got me so frustrated with the fiction I had to unfollow.
How busto you admit to being will determine my personal respect for you.
No way. Increments gives me the chance to go get more popcorn.
god damn, this really bugs me.
already deleted twitter, enough of that shit.
:bs:
Sry man.
The next few posts will just be me setting the record straight.
This is my poker home, I know and communicate with alot of members on here , and it's important to me to try and set the record straight, and to be more honest with them, and more importantly myself.
At the time of me going out to BC, I was backed online by a friend of ours who was in a downswing of sorts, and was very difficult to get ahold of. I had been told I would be given live stakes when I was out there by the same guy I went and saw last spring, but he also was dropping heaps online, so I was in a pickle.
I was told by a family member that she would help me out if I needed it, and sure enough I did. Around this time (I didnt find out until later) She lost her job and thats why she had flaked out on me.
So there I was, with about 1.2K to my name, it was time to budget.
I decided to start grinding online on my own... I was rolled for small stakes online, but not for "big shots" at the time playing 1/2 at the casino. A 200$ hit if I got felted would have been devastating to my life/bank roll.
You guys joked about me playing online on the west coast , and asked "if the games online were softer" well, truth be told, that's all I could afford!
I had moved all the way clear across the country to play micro stakes online at Starbucks (I didn't have the internet installed in the condo until 10 days after I had moved in)
Things didn't even go so well online, I dropped a bunch, I think I was down to around my last 700$ or something, had a week to go before I found a new place to live, and literally nothing was going on for me poker wise at this time.
Little did I know, I was about to meet someone that was about to change my life , and I was about to change his. #NoHomo
(to be cont'd tomorrow, cant type anymore tonight)
Fed, you will get more (or some) respect when you actually BECOME THE CHANGE you want to be, rather than advertising about it every few months.
And fuck off with the meet up requests. It ain't gonna happen.