I might be like most retail investors, coming into this circle with dreams of getting rich, but this circle has left me scarred. My name is Pudding, an art teacher. My life used to be very peaceful, with a fulfilling daily routine. Everything changed in October last year.
In October last year, I entered the crypto world for the first time out of curiosity. In November, many people around me were talking about Dogecoin, so I bought a little too. Unexpectedly, it doubled in just a few days, and I made 20,000. I thought I had seized the opportunity, tasted the sweetness of making money, and found the shortcut for ordinary people to change their fate.
Later, my ex-boyfriend told me that the crypto world is the only place for ordinary people to turn their fortunes around, and you have to be bold enough to go all in; the larger the principal, the more you earn. I hesitated for a few days, but ultimately made up my mind to invest nearly 200,000 of my savings from these years. I’m not a rich kid; this money is what I’ve saved little by little from teaching art and working. It’s most of my savings.
At first, my funds were relatively stable, and I even had a period of small profits. November was basically a bull market, and I thought I could make money in this circle. I even fantasized that if I made money, I would buy lots and lots of cosmetics, I would buy a car, I would buy a house. Unfortunately, reality is often disappointing, and the crypto world follows the 28-rule. People like me, who know nothing, just add groups everywhere and buy whatever others suggest.
However, the market crashed too quickly, not giving anyone a chance to breathe. Starting in December, I watched my funds decrease day by day: 150,000, 100,000, 80,000… until now, only 50,000 is left. I don’t dare tell my family, and I don’t know what to do. Every time I open the K-line, my heart feels like it’s being cut by a knife. Every day in the crypto community, seeing others’ screenshots of profits, my anxiety, regret, and unwillingness are almost consuming me.
Sometimes I wonder, if I hadn’t made money at the beginning, would I have fallen into this pit? If Dogecoin hadn’t given me a taste of sweetness, would I still be teaching my art class peacefully, living a normal but stable life?
Slowly, I began to feel anxious. The first thing I do every morning is check the market, hoping for a miracle, hoping that the numbers in my account can go back. But the reality is harsh; every day I wake up, I face new disappointments. Friends around me don’t understand, and family won’t either. I even dare not talk to them about my investments; they would just think I’m a gambler, a lunatic.
The hardest part is those who entered the market with me. Some made money because of Trump. I didn’t understand anything at that time, followed others recklessly, and lost a lot. Now I seem to be stuck in a swamp; the more I struggle, the deeper I sink. I see others making huge comebacks, some earning multiples in a day, showing off their cars and profits, while I can only cry alone in the middle of the night.
I’m thinking, I’m an art teacher, not a trader. I don’t understand technical analysis, nor do I know how the big players operate. I’m just an ordinary person wanting to change my fate. I wanted to earn a little money through investment, but now my life has been torn apart by the crypto world.
Sometimes I fantasize about whether I would choose not to enter this market if time could go backwards. But there are no ‘what ifs’ in this world.
During this time, my emotions have collapsed too many times, I can't sleep at night, and my mind is constantly thinking about why I entered this circle. I keep asking myself, why didn’t I take profits in time? Why did I listen to others? Why did greed lead me step by step to today?
I know that I am not the only one losing money. I also know that in this market, no one will pity you. But I still want to ask, have you all made money? Am I the only one losing money?
I want to know, can I still break even? #美国加征关税 $ETH $XRP $BNB #掌握市场 #亏麻了
