I didn’t have a stack to start with. Just $3 in a forgotten Binance futures account and a phone screen hanging on for dear life.
No gurus. No Discord alpha. No shortcuts.
Just me, raw charts, and a relentless drive to make it work.
They call it risk. I call it tunnel vision.
Day 1: The Setup
$MUBARAK was coiling tight. Volume creeping. I didn’t FOMO. I waited.
When it popped, I struck — 20x leverage, stop snug. Fast in, fast out. Bagged the move. No greed, just precision.
Day 4: $22
To most, that’s spare change.
To me? It was confirmation. This wasn’t a dream — it was a formula starting to click.
Day 7: $135
I leveled up. No more chasing. No more tilt.
Every trade planned. Clean pullbacks only. My mindset? Laser-focused. Discipline over dopamine.
Day 10: $670
Sleep? Rare.
Focus? Ruthless.
I wasn’t trading — I was locked in. Every tick mattered.
Not reckless. Methodical obsession.
Day 14: $2,082
I looked at the screen.
Smiled.
“It worked,” I muttered.
No secrets. No paid plays. No magic formulas. Just:
One trending coin
Breakout entries
Sniper-level patience
Unshakable discipline
The truth?
I’m not a prodigy. I just showed up. Daily.
Took the hits. Learned fast. Adjusted faster.
They’ll say it was luck.
But luck doesn’t stick around for the lazy.
Start small. Stay sharp. Learn the game.
The market owes you nothing.
But if you earn its respect?
It just might give you everything.