At 3 AM, I refreshed my wallet balance for the 17th time: 1,023,786 yuan.
The cold light of the screen hit my face, the numbers slid through my fingertips again and again, like some alien language. Half a year ago, they were just a barely five-digit deposit in my bank account.
I have heard too many "wealth myths in the crypto world," but when I actually turned 30,000 in capital into a million profit, my first reaction was not excitement, but fear.
1. Absurd wealth game
I clearly remember that magical night.
Before the dog shit coin skyrocketed, I saw a line in an anonymous Telegram group:
"The next SHIB, rush in."
No white paper, no logical deduction, not even technical and capital analysis, only intuition and hand speed. I used five minutes to go all in with my entire position.
In the next three days, my assets multiplied by 40 times.
At that moment, I realized that the crypto world is sometimes not about trading, but a dice game accelerated by algorithms—collusion of gamblers, dealers, and narrative revelers.
2. The void after a million
I did everything I was supposed to do in the template for getting rich:
✅ Resigned, posted on social media "Thank you, blockchain."
✅ Bought AJ, took friends to eat high-end Japanese omakase.
✅ Transfer 100,000 to my parents, saying it's a "bonus from the company."
But a few days later, I sat in the rental room, staring at the full screen of K-lines, and suddenly realized:
I lost my sense of "goal."
Continue trading? I know this time it was just luck.
Buy a house? The down payment isn't enough in first-tier cities.
Entrepreneurship? Besides looking at K-lines, I have no other skills.
The most frightening thing is: I can never go back to the life of 9 to 5 with a monthly salary of 10,000.
3. Self-rescue checklist
In these two months, I began trying various methods to emerge from this "confusion after getting rich." Here is my self-rescue checklist, maybe you can use it too:
1. Money isolation experiment
I exchanged 800,000 for physical gold and stored it in a bank safe. At that moment, I felt for the first time that money was "real," not just an imaginary number on a K-line chart.
2. Low-end job experience
I worked at McDonald's for three days, standing in front of the fryer for eight hours, thinking of that line from (Fight Club):
"You are not your fucking khakis."
3. Find someone who has been there to chat.
I met two seniors who became rich during the 2017 bull market, one lost everything opening a B&B, and the other became a partner in a Web3 fund. The latter told me:
"You need to figure out which part is luck and which part is your own capability boundary.
This line hit my heart like a hammer.
4. The current me
I decided to arrange it this way:
Use 200,000 to systematically learn new skills (AI? Cross-border? Not yet decided)
Invest 20,000 in Bitcoin every month.
All remaining funds were frozen, no longer to be used.
Force myself to go out for two hours every day to avoid becoming a "digital cave person."
I know this money won't change my social class. But at least, it should be a ticket to enter, not a notice to exit life.
Writing this, I found—
What confuses me is never money, but after getting rich shatters the old narrative of "effort → reward," how should I redefine myself?
Maybe you have also experienced this feeling of tearing?
