I spent weeks placing my orders accurately.
Support identified, liquidity observed, structured plan.
And yet... radio silence.
No trigger. Just me, the order book... and the wait.
đ€Ż I understood that the market owes me nothing.
He won't come to check my levels to please me.
Just because I worked hard doesn't mean the price will reward my diligence.
It's hard to accept, but it's essential:
The market does not reward effort. It rewards good timing and extreme patience.
đ I understood that almost buying is not buying.
An order missing by a few cents is not an injustice.
It's just a lesson:
"If you want the perfect price, accept not to be served."
đ§ I understood that the absence of action is also a position.
When I have no orders executed, I am not inactive.
I am exposed to nothing. I am cash.
I am ready. And sometimes, that's what it takes.
đ Today, I continue to place my orders.
Maybe the 101st will go through.
Maybe not.
But I know one thing:
I stopped chasing the market.
I take my position. I prepare. And I wait.