I had a weekend where I literally lost almost every hand, and every buy in was soon taken so fast I literally was amazed. I played so bad, it changed the way I look at the game entirely. Maybe I played too many hands, maybe I played the wrong cards, position, tables, etc... but one thing was for sure, I was loosing bad. I may have not been thinking properly, or I had leaked huge reads, but luck wasn't favouring me on this particular occassion. It was so intense I questioned all my previous luck, skill, time spent learning, and studying, and all the winninings I had accumulated in games previous. I seriously questioned why "I love this game", and what my goals were with it. Were they realistic, and attainable? Was this a bad run, the cards, or do I just suck this much. I am actually still recovering from my battered ego as I write this. It's helping me to understand that for as much as we win, there are times, and places where we stand to loose equally as much. To take the good with the bad, and to be more grateful, and humble when luck is on my side. Be as good of a winner, as I was a looser. One thing I know for certain now, I've never known how many trash hands one can get to flop the nutz, and how many premium starting hands are worthless after the flop. The only difference between the two, is it's harder to fold Queen/Queen over 3-5 offsuit.