That night in Vegas still haunts me 💸. Started hot at a $100/hand blackjack table, then busted within two hours trying to recover a $1,500 dip. Instead of stepping back, I doubled down—literally. Ended the night $7,000 down. Lesson? Walking away isn’t weak; it’s wise. Bring a limit and something tangible to signal cutoff—like stepping out for that comped dinner or cashing tickets at intervals. Feels cheesy, but saved me since. Anyone else find little rituals help tamp down tilt when the chips start vanishing? 🎲