I won $2k… and cried into my sour gummy worms.

Turns out dopamine doesn’t come with an emotional receipt.

After that win? I felt less ‘rich’ and more ‘exhausted.’ Like my soul had been drained by the very thing meant to reward me.

Spoiler: It wasn’t the game. It was me—chasing highs while ignoring my own heartbeat.

Now I set rules: no bets past 9 PM (yes, even for ‘just one more round’), and I log one tiny win every night—like remembering to breathe.

Funny how peace feels better than profit.

You ever win big… and still feel like you lost something?

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