That year, I was liquidated.
18,000 U, cleared in three days, leaving only a few hundred.
I stared at that plummeting K line, my heartbeat crashing even faster than the market.
At that moment, I finally understood—
the most poisonous thing in the crypto world is not the market, but one's own hands.
I was too anxious, too greedy, too eager to win.
Fully invested, doubling down against the trend, thinking I could control the market,
only to be taught a lesson by the market.
Later, I deleted all groups, turned off all signal sources,
leaving only myself and the K line.
No speculation, no gambling,
light positions for trial, adding to positions with the trend, rolling profits with profits.
Relying on the market's effort, not on luck.
Three months later, I rolled back from a few hundred U to one hundred thousand U.
Heart steady, hands calm, only remaining calm.
I finally understood:
In the crypto world, it’s not about who wins the fastest,
but about who dies the slowest.
Real experts never go all in, they only roll their positions;
they don’t get rich overnight, they accumulate.
Those who can endure, can be patient, can be steady,
are the ones qualified to talk about making money.
Now, I have walked out of that shadow.
The lights are on—
this path, I have already solidified.
Do you dare to follow?
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