I need to vent

[floop]

Biggest downswing/sideswing of my career.
Its thinking about movin' into the 300 BB neighborhood.
Its already moved into and out of the 50K hand sideways neighborhood thank you very much.
I play 2500-3000 hands a day and the pain I am living through right now I would not wish upon my worst enemy (ok, well one of 'em yes, but none of the others).
I am getting migraines, short-tempered and quite frankly desperate in a way that you don't want to know about.

And you know what? You know ******-******' what?

I love it.
Every single beat.
And here is why:

A long while ago I told myself that I wanted to have 400 BBs on top of the worst sh**-vortex I could imagine. And I stuck to it denying myself the instant gratification that moving up too soon would have granted me.

Every single second in this life-sucking, logic-defying, variance-ridden-m*****-******* rollercoaster of a downswing is a celebration of mind over matter. A celebration of patience. A celebration of growth. Every single day I look at my worst 100 hands, read 50 pages of TOP or AHE and think until my head is about to explode. And ********* every day I will do more until I ******-******* die.

Is this is the best that fortune can throw at me?
gfy. I'll see you in hell you lame coward of a slimy bastard. You oughtta be ashamed. Throwin' this sh** at me. Whatdya think? I'm gonna roll over? Now get to your room without dinner, young man, before I become really pissed.