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Ego, Self-esteem, Self-image

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RiKD    United States. Jun 03 2018 18:31. Posts 8520
ego

a person's sense of self-esteem or self-importance.

self-esteem

confidence in one's own worth or abilities; self-respect.

self-image

the idea one has of one's abilities, appearance, and personality.

I believe everything was cool as a kid. I played on the traveling soccer A-team, had plenty of friends, did well in school, had loving parents. I think things got a bit tricky in high school. I remember taking some vicodins, drinking a whole bottle of Kahlua, and watching pro wrestling tapes on this crummy little tv until I passed out. There was transcendence in watching Mitsuharu Misawa vs. Toshiaki Kawada art. I wasn't really a prep, I wasn't really a jock, I wasn't really a nerd, I wasn't really a skater, I wasn't really a punk, I wasn't really a goth but I got along with all these people. I loved drinking. I loved marijuana. This is starting to sound like my AA lead. I loved Diablo II, I loved warcraft 3. I remember Warcraft 3 hit the summer after my senior year and I was immersed in it. I mostly missed out on BroodWar. My brother played it heavily and I was too into sports at the time. But, Warcraft 3 got me. I was in it. That's all I did. My roommates in college called it Warcrack. I would have attractive women tell me I should come out with them and I was too focused on Warcraft 3. I got into the TFT beta. I started taking the game even more seriously. I wanted to go pro but I wasn't even that good. I remember one summer they had online qualifications for WCG. I was practicing a lot that summer and was pretty dialed in. I got pretty close but no cigar. One of my clanmates got a contract. I remember that's maybe when I improved the most when we were doing interclan obs games just over and over and over. Mixing with other good clans. You take a game off of someone really good or at least stay competitive it's like the micro wars are zoned in. It's action the whole game. But, most people on this site probably don't care about War 3 either. So...

Poker. Or, maybe I should talk about finally having a handful of great friends in my suitemates at university. Oh man, that was good times. They even put up with me playing Warcraft 3 all the time. But, let's talk about self-image. Four of the guys were black and they were the coolest of the bunch. So, I naturally drifted towards them. We would go shopping for "black people" clothes. From my appearance I was a wigger. Business school wasn't an education it was an indoctrination. Fucking horrible classes and teachers. I had this one professor lecturing on history in a way I never had run into before. It was exciting. That's what I was going to do. I remember watching Phil Ivey and Chip Reese on the tv and I was mesmerized. A group of guys played a home game in the apartment complex. You could tell certain guys were "good" and certain guys were dead money. One of the guys was playing 400 NL online. I figured if he could do that I could do that. I remembered Tillerman saying he was playing poker. I did some research online and found out about Rek and Elky and everyone. I put $150 online. I think I was playing NL 5 or NL 10 because I remember thinking at the time how big NL 25 felt. Oh, I remember sometimes my computer was breaking down and I would be furious that I couldn't play. I was always fucking around with like omaha 8 or better, 7 card stud, limit holdem. Yeah, I actually started with limit holdem. I had hand charts and figured out pot odds but I didn't really go anywhere until I focused solely on NLHE. Once I made that decision to stop fucking around and own NLHE I was up to NL 200 in no time. Straate and me we flew up the ranks. We used to fucking battle man. Always trying to be the table captain. Then he asked me if I wanted to share an apartment with him and some people in Buenos Aires, Argentina. Actually that was a bit later. The summer after college I went to my first WSOP and hung out with Tom, Ket, and Rainkhan. THESE WERE MY PEOPLE! I loved it out there in Vegas. We were so Vegas green it's not even funny. Man, now I am remembering even before that talking to like Arya and Tien about hands and about life for hours on messenger or whatever the fuck we were using then. These were my people. Then I go down to Argentina and I'm surrounded by my people.

I could talk more about ego, self-esteem, and self-image at some of these differing times. I won't go into the steel industry stuff either but with me a theme is that when things are gong well these things get elevated. Sometimes to grandiose levels. Especially when I'm manic. These things tend to hit the bottom when things aren't going as well or when I am depressed.

Another thing too. If I'm unemployed and not really doing much besides reading that's going to have an effect on my self-esteem. Same with ego and self image. Even if what I'm reading is great. Of course, there is more that I want out of life.

I just talked about my career in the steel industry but I will say when I had the most profitable account in NAFTA my ego, and my self-esteem, and my self-image rose to unhealthy and grandiose levels. I thought about stabbing my company in the back for a 6 figure contract (or commission). I thought about becoming the President of the business unit. I thought about moving to a penthouse in Lincoln Park, Chicago. But, keep in mind this distorted reality was full of chinks of insecurity that my dad had a hand in all of it. I mean he did in a way. I wouldn't be here or there if it wasn't for him. Another thing too is I am more of an introvert. I actually really do enjoy talking to people from different walks of life but I fucking LOVED to get home fill up a glass, take a shower, and spend some time by myself. Now, I couldn't bear myself so I needed at least a bottle of wine before I could relax and another bottle before I could really get into the zone. I didn't know these things at the time.

So, I want to address the idea that my will and ego was broken after these experiences because I believe it is an interesting insight.

After poker, yes, very much so. My ego went to thinking that it was going to make $2million/yr at 25/50 to being broke and busted and useless. I was so resentful that I wanted to murder people. I couldn't own up to the facts so I lied to everyone. But, I think I built it back. I started training and flushing the resentments away. I remember reading "Crime and Punishment" and it had a profound impact on me. I remember reading "Nausea" by Jean Paul Sartre and finally there was someone who understood. I read "Being and Nothingness" and it became my bible. I read Nietzsche. I read "Notes from the Underground" and "The Idiot." I was piecing myself back together. My ego could have been the healthiest when I was just that sales laborer learning and drinking socially. There's something about learning and not abusing alcohol/drugs and not being mentally ill that is good for the ego. Also, keep in mind I was drinking socially at that time. That's a rare thing for me.

Let's fast forward to rehab and the psych ward. Ego is at ZERO. I can't even function without boatloads of psych meds. Then I go on vacation for six months. I can't even begin to explain how beautiful a city Paris is but imagine that coming out of severe suicidal ideations and being so psychotic I literally thought I had travelled through all the depths of hell and back. Like, that's actually what happened. That was my reality. I travelled through far away galaxies and then thought I was stuck out there until I died but then I miraculously made my way back in a sort of Gravity 2.0 experience. I actually had thought this stuff had happened to me. It feels like it did happen to me. So, I am reading Nabokov and I am traveling around encountering vast beauty everywhere I go. I am reading Tolstoy, I am reading Joyce. It feels like a second psychic change. My ego is probably exactly where it needs to be at this point.

But, then I go back to work. I have no idea how to live life sober. FUCK! I need those God people don't I? I jump in that lifeboat. I have been in AA for a while and I don't think people really care about AA so I don't want to go too much into it. I will say this. In AA, God is everything and you are nothing. That's what humility means to them. We alcoholics have problems with our egos so we need God to help. But, I don't believe in God so that basically leaves me with ZERO ego and ZERO self-esteem. Developing a non-God ego or self-esteem is looked down about. It's looked at as selfish, self-centered, self-willing. I haven't worked a stimulating job in 5 years. A job I actually feel pretty good about. Oh also, I am not supposed to have a will. AA calls that self-will. It's what got me into all my problems. I should live in "God's will." They force fed me this shit for 2 years. Now, I just go for the solidarity and the fellowship and to meet with friends. It's really not ideal. I still have a sponsor. He is always telling me to go to more meetings. I can't really help many people since I am an atheist that doesn't believe in most of this crap but it was indoctrinated into me when I was desperate and it still sometimes feels that my brain is working it's way through it. But, I realize this stuff today.

To be honest, I believe that my ego, self-esteem, and self-image are in a pretty good place today. Now, would it be better if I had a job I liked, I saw my friends more, better friends, didn't live with my parents, and had a girlfriend? Well, who really fucking knows but I would wager that yes it would have a positive effect on my ego. And, I realize it all kind of starts with the occupation. And, that depresses me because I have been going through occupations my whole life and nothing seems to be quite right. It's why I think I should try out the non-profit sector or the public sector.

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RiKD    United States. Jun 04 2018 17:19. Posts 8520

This last blog felt good to write. It had been on my mind for a little bit. Someone pointed out that I have low self-esteem, a chapter called The Burnout Society led me to question my self-image, and bigredhoss pointed out that my will and my ego have been broken since poker and my breakdown/breakthrough.

I see a therapist. I see her once a month. We have goals and strategies that we are working on. I don't really get a chance to express myself unfiltered for as long as I want. We'll have conversations. She may relate some stuff to her life. Sometimes she just takes notes. Sometimes she probes a little further. Sometimes she'll point out stuff.

So, this is like a form of therapy for me. Sometimes it's kind of like crowdsourced therapy but none of you guys are therapists. When I am in the moment of writing these things I don't care about anything. I just have to get the feelings out. I never quite know where it's going to go. Here's the thing though. After it's sitting for a bit and I am sitting at home and feeling a bit of the anguish. I do long for a response. Supportive, insightful, critical, whatever. I think what human beings can't stand the most is no response. It's cool though. I know writing on nepotism helped me tremendously. I always kind of repressed that.

It's still wage slavery though. I'm still renting myself out to an owner who's power is illegitimate until proven otherwise. Slavery is a choice but what are we going to do kill ourselves? Run to Finland? I can't run to Finland that's impossible. Will they even have me? So, I'll comply. I'll comply. I'll rent myself out to an owner and do the whole dance. NO! I will not use such a beautiful word dance in that context. I'll rent myself out to an owner and comply. Comply so I can eat, sleep in my bed, and have a little extra leftover to spend time with the people I truly want to spend time with. It's not ideal. Of course it isn't. There's no negotiating with the fates. At least there is some negotiating with the masters. Their authority CAN be legitimate remember. The authority is just never legitimate until proven legitimate.


RiKD    United States. Jun 04 2018 17:48. Posts 8520

Competence hierarchies CAN exist. They just always seem to get tainted by manipulation, coercion, and exploitation. Even in a tainted culture there can be some legitimate authority. Humans are flawed. If we all learned from the capitalist playbook and the playbook says to exploit well that's what is going to happen. They can still be pleasant to go to dinner with, or go to a bonfire at their house, or race around their acres in old school jeeps. They can still be cynical about the whole process and want to retire and hate the masters just as much as anyone else. When it's game time they are manipulating their bosses, their subordinates, the customers, everyone to keep their piece of the pie. That's everyone involved in this whole mess. So, yes, competence hierarchies CAN exist but they never do and even though a person's authority may be legitimate they've likely done some shitty things in the past and will do some shitty things in the future. Even if it's just constant micro-manipulations in the daily negotiations that occur.

You want to keep your share. You want to keep your market share. You want to improve your market share. That's true of people as well. They want to keep what they have. They don't want to lose what they have. They actually want more than what they have. The individuals are looking for power and infinite growth as well. The goals align.


RiKD    United States. Jun 04 2018 21:36. Posts 8520

Most of these fucking non-profit jobs are dealing with the media and lobbying policy makers. That sounds horrible. I like greenpeace but they don't have any openings that really make sense.

I may do something a little crazy and join the Peace Corps. I was just talking about how I like sleeping in my bed and hanging out with friends though.... hmmmmm dot dot dot. We will see.

afhgjkegneklg;, all these damn non-profits are all political. I guess policy is the best way to make change in today's world. So, many things I'm frustrated by. Probably the biggest being that I am an artist that doesn't create any art. Actually I did today. What did that guy with the ponytail call it? Non-consumptive art? I just started dancing in my car in a traffic jam and tried to get everyone to join me. Some people smiled or laughed. No one joined me. That's ok I was feeling it.

My dog got lots of love at the beach today. I would like to make some theory that they were coming up to us because they wanted to talk to me but really I think they just wanted to pet my dog. He's a handsome, charismatic fella.

One theory I was thinking about though is sometimes I'll be walking and there will be an attractive woman and a guy and I will kind of check the woman out and the guy and just kind of go about my day but I noticed sometimes the guy will like put his arm around her and pull her closer. Actually, I don't know what that means. It kind of feels like he's marking his territory. Whatever bro, I am flattered you may think I am a threat though.

I've been feeling pretty uninspired on Tinder recently. It's tough. I don't even really put in effort to keep the conversations going and when I do I just kind of go with crazy shit to see if they are down with it. Even ones I've been talking to for a bit I don't really feel like driving 40 min. to go on a first date.

Does anyone know if there are any other entities out there like Greenpeace or Peace Corps?


RiKD    United States. Jun 05 2018 00:00. Posts 8520

There's got to be a way I can be more helpful than the Peace Corps. I am just cynical of anything dealing with the government. Why are they marketing so hard for people to join? Why are there recruiters?

Actually, being a high school history teacher looks like it makes a lot more sense compared to Peace Corps. I'd definitely push it to the limit. My favorite high school history teacher was on the edge and I loved it. I remember I wrote a horse shit paper and he gave me a D and told me it was a horse shit paper. That never happened to me in high school. I remember I gave kind of a bleh presentation on something I don't even remember now and in front of the whole class he said "You can do better than that. I mean, what was that? You really think someone's going to want to go to the Sweetheart's Dance with you after a presentation like that?" I was one of his favorite students though and he definitely gave me praise on many occasions as well. He was like the Gordan Ramsey of high school history.

I'd want to show "Earthlings" in class and talk about the C.N.T. and F.A.I. We could read "The Dispossessed" and Chomsky. Really get fired up about things. I remember another high school history teacher that would just put "Roots" on the tv so he could grade papers. Nothing was ever written. The only grades were on fill in the blank tests. Fucking joke.


RiKD    United States. Jun 05 2018 00:03. Posts 8520

Honestly, it kind of feels like the number 1 way I can help the world in this moment is to continue reading Edgar Morin.


 



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