Why Does It Always Reverse After Me?
I didn’t walk into crypto to lose. I came armed—charts, theories, precision entries. I thought I understood the game. But the deeper I went, the clearer it became: I wasn’t navigating a market. I was feeding a mechanism—one built to harvest reactions, not reward skill.
Every candle felt like a lure. The exchange watched me closer than I watched the chart. Funding flipped just as conviction solidified. Spread widened the second I hit confirm. Price wicked to my stop with surgical cruelty, then reversed like nothing happened. It wasn’t randomness. It was orchestration.
I once believed I lost because of mistakes—bad calls, poor timing. But that’s not the truth. The system thrives on engineered pressure. It feeds on confidence, on patterns, on the illusion of control. Traders don’t get beaten—they get played.
So I had to face it: I wasn’t a strategist. I was inventory. Collateral. A data point in someone else’s profit curve. And in this game, precision doesn’t protect you. The exchange always wins—because they wrote the rules, and we were just the liquidity they needed to trigger the next move.
