“You call it strategy, but it’s just panic in slow motion.”
You open the chart. You don’t have a plan — you have hope.
Red candle? You zoom out. Green candle? You zoom in.
You’re not analyzing. You’re reacting.
And yet, you call it “strategy.”
You keep switching coins like outfits, convinced that one of them will finally behave.
As if it’s the asset’s fault — not your complete lack of discipline.
You keep saying “next time I’ll take profits,” but you never do.
Because profits aren’t exciting — gambling is.
You're not a trader. You’re just emotionally unstable with internet access.