Hi. I recently found myself returning to chess after... a three-year break? I had an old account here, but I remember being so upset by a losing streak that I simply deleted it. However, I deeply regret it. There were so many games there that were absolutely unique to me. Crazy queen and two rook sacrifices, positional strangulation... Yes, my rating wasn't exactly high, around 1700 in rapid and classical chess, 1600 in blitz...
However, if you log into my account now, your first reaction will likely be, "So why are you coming back? There's nothing more for you here."
However, the only one asking this question (at the time of writing this drivel) is really me.
I'm asking this question. Why am I here?
I would never recommend falling in love with chess to someone mentally ill. The thing is, chess is simply... dangerous to love, you know. It can destroy an impressionable and loving person if something goes wrong. It doesn't tolerate frivolity, it doesn't tolerate simplicity, and during games, it demands complete immersion.
And what happens when you take a break for a few years? You forget what a one-move trap is. You don't see them. And the worst thing is: you set a clear plan, you develop your pieces, you pore over the game... But you don't see the obvious threat or advantage point-blank. Recently, I didn't even notice that my opponent blundered a queen. I simply needed to take it with my knight in one move... Absurd.
At the same time, there's something incredible about chess. Something that makes you believe in magic, in the power of human thought, and, quite simply, in your own intelligence. However, regaining this sense of belonging from chess after a long break is very difficult.
I'm now at a point where defeats don't hurt me too much; I'm used to being a loser, and victories bring me pain, not relief. Cuz I basically win someone whose ratings is low comparing to mine best one...
Shortly - what do you think about it all? Why are you playing chess and what makes you to wander in their kingdom once more?
Hi. I recently found myself returning to chess after... a three-year break? I had an old account here, but I remember being so upset by a losing streak that I simply deleted it. However, I deeply regret it. There were so many games there that were absolutely unique to me. Crazy queen and two rook sacrifices, positional strangulation... Yes, my rating wasn't exactly high, around 1700 in rapid and classical chess, 1600 in blitz...
However, if you log into my account now, your first reaction will likely be, "So why are you coming back? There's nothing more for you here."
However, the only one asking this question (at the time of writing this drivel) is really me.
I'm asking this question. Why am I here?
I would never recommend falling in love with chess to someone mentally ill. The thing is, chess is simply... dangerous to love, you know. It can destroy an impressionable and loving person if something goes wrong. It doesn't tolerate frivolity, it doesn't tolerate simplicity, and during games, it demands complete immersion.
And what happens when you take a break for a few years? You forget what a one-move trap is. You don't see them. And the worst thing is: you set a clear plan, you develop your pieces, you pore over the game... But you don't see the obvious threat or advantage point-blank. Recently, I didn't even notice that my opponent blundered a queen. I simply needed to take it with my knight in one move... Absurd.
At the same time, there's something incredible about chess. Something that makes you believe in magic, in the power of human thought, and, quite simply, in your own intelligence. However, regaining this sense of belonging from chess after a long break is very difficult.
I'm now at a point where defeats don't hurt me too much; I'm used to being a loser, and victories bring me pain, not relief. Cuz I basically win someone whose ratings is low comparing to mine best one...
Shortly - what do you think about it all? Why are you playing chess and what makes you to wander in their kingdom once more?