In 2021, the mad cow came without warning. The market rose steadily, and the account numbers refreshed my understanding every day.
It was also the year I first saw the words “one million” in my account. To say I wasn’t excited would be a lie.
Holding my phone, I felt it was burning hot. During that time, I had already started dreaming ahead.
At the end of the year, I planned to change cars, get a bigger house, and even imagined a life without working, with the script already laid out in my mind.
At that time,
my biggest mistake was not in the operations but in considering the account balance as a life settlement too early.
In 2022, the market turned. No warnings were given, nor any time to react.
Withdrawals came one after another, yet I remained immersed in the fantasy of “it will come back soon.”
What needed to be reduced was not reduced, and what needed to be left was not left,
always feeling that I had already seen the peak and would not be taken away again.
The result was simple. The account gradually thinned,
the once million slowly became a glimmer.
The luxury car was gone, the mansion scattered,
even the initial confidence was beaten back to its original form.
At that moment, I truly understood,
the harshest part of this market is——
it will first satisfy you, then educate you.
