I used to think free spins were gifts from heaven… turns out they’re just your therapist’s way of saying ‘one more pull might fix your burnout.’ The golden wheel? Not a deity—it’s an RNG algorithm in silk pajamas. And that jackpot? It’s not treasure—it’s your rent payment with extra anxiety.

So next time you hit spin… ask yourself: is this really luck—or just your brain begging for dopamine?

(P.S. I sent my therapist the last screenshot. She said ‘you’re not winning—you’re surviving.’)