On the night when 500,000 accounts went to zero, I deleted the trading software and smoked half a pack of cigarettes on the balcony.
It wasn't despair; it was anger—a kind of anger that wanted to overturn the market.
The last 5,000 USDT is the last bullet I leave for myself.
Either hit or accept fate.
I know this sounds like the madness of a gambler.
But those who truly fight back understand:
This is not gambling; it’s war.
The core of war is only one thing—use discipline to strangle emotions.
First week: only nibble on "the meat on the needle tip."
After BTC's daily volatility exceeds 15%, there will inevitably be a technical rebound.
I set a 5x long position on EMA20, with a stop loss at 2% and take profit at 5% to close immediately.
No chasing missed opportunities, no more than 2 trades per day.
5,000 USDT → 8,300 USDT.
Slow, but steady like sharpening a knife.
Second week: hunting for "liquidity vacuum."
Ten minutes before a new coin goes live, the buy and sell orders are as thin as a cicada's wing.
I place a limit order 2% lower in advance (only choosing new coins from the BTC ecosystem or AI sector), and after acquiring chips, I place a take profit order 3% higher.
At most, I cycle 4 times in one night, but each position does not exceed 20% of total funds.
8,300 USDT → 14,000 USDT.
Pouncing on opportunities must be quick, while also guarding against manipulators overturning the table.
The most counterintuitive operation: withdrawal curse.
On the night my account surpassed 20,000 USDT, I did something:
Withdraw 50% to a cold wallet and uninstall all market software.
Friends laughed at me: "Withdrawing in a bull market is a crime!"
But I know—90% of people die halfway up the mountain because they think, "It can go even higher."
After that, for every 10,000 USDT profit, I must withdraw 5,000 USDT.
The account funds are always kept below 20,000 USDT.
Three months later, looking at the accumulated withdrawal record of 470,000 USDT in the cold wallet, I suddenly understood:
What really turns your situation around is not technique or luck, but the calmness of being "able to afford to lose."
Daring to stop during a winning streak, daring to pull the trigger during a crash—that is the bloodiness of a trader.
Now someone asks me: "Was losing 500,000 worth it?"
I answer:
"No matter how expensive the tuition, it’s better than kneeling for a lifetime."
Once I wandered alone in the dark night, now the light is in my hands.
The light is always on; will you follow? @币来财888