After that margin call, I finally understood that losing money is not a market issue.
That margin call wasn't particularly special in the market.
It wasn't a black swan event, nor was it a sharp decline; it was just a plain, ordinary spike.
But my position was too heavy, I didn't set a stop loss, and with one sweep, it went straight to zero.
I couldn't sleep all night, replaying that candlestick chart in my mind.
The more I thought about it, the clearer it became—I wasn't losing to the market; I was losing to myself.
You might think losing money is due to a fake market or ruthless big players, but the truth is:
– Large positions with all-in bets lead to joy when it rises, disaster when it falls.
– No plan, blindly trading on the spot, relying on gut feelings.
– Getting carried away after a win, doubling down after a loss to try to recover.
– Confidence = account balance; when it blows up, you start questioning life.
I used to think I was just unlucky until I truly understood after the margin call that losing money is a disease of trading habits; if you don’t change, it will never be cured.
Now, I don’t chase the market, I don’t gamble on direction,
I only stick to my own system, acknowledge losses when I'm wrong, and take profits when I'm right; the win rate doesn’t need to be high, the rhythm is key.
Eventually, I slowly filled the pit back in and took a few fans along with me.
Sometimes, it’s really not that the market is hard to navigate, but that you are still using the wrong methods to gamble for your life.
Of course, how to do it right is not something that can be explained in just a few sentences.