There is a moment in the crypto journey that no one teaches you to recognize: that instant when a token that once made you dream of multiplying your capital turns into a backpack of lead. 🧳⚓
You don't notice it at first. You think it's just a correction, a bad week, a technical pullback... but suddenly, without realizing it, you're underwater.
And the image says it all: there we are, trying to breathe while that bag slowly pulls us down. 🌊😵💫
The most curious thing is that it's not always the loss that weighs heavy.
What truly sinks you is hope. That stubborn faith that “when it returns to the purchase price, I’ll sell.” That illusion that the market “owes me” a rebound.
Spoiler: the market owes nothing to anyone. 🙄📉
But even so, we cling on. Because selling means accepting defeat.
It means naming the loss that already exists.
And the human mind hates to acknowledge a mistake. We prefer to sink slowly rather than let go of the backpack.
A dangerous mix of ego + hope + denial. 🔄🧠
Each bubble that rises in the image seems to say:
“Let go. You’re going to sink if you keep this up.”
But we don’t do it. Because in some corner of our mind, we believe that just before hitting bottom… it will rebound. 🚫🚀
The truth:
Sometimes letting go isn't losing.
Sometimes letting go is surviving.
It’s allowing the capital to breathe, recover, and find a better destination.
And it’s crazy: in a market that talks all the time about strategies, levels, analysis… almost no one talks about the psychological weight of holding something dead.
The emotional cost.
Anxiety.
Self-denial.
Maybe the question isn’t “when is this going to go up?”.
Maybe the real question is:
How much longer are you going to let that backpack decide for you? 🤔⚖️
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