One direction has been followed for three days, but unfortunately, it was too much of a pattern. I didn't expect the U.S. stock market to really perform like this. Today is another day of market closure. I made a small loss on the long position and then replenished with some original capital. I cut my losses in the middle of the night and slept until eleven in the morning. When I got up, I went in again. This time, I won't stick to the pattern; maybe if I don't, I will miss the opportunity, but I don't care. I should strictly follow my own rules, knowing when to say no. The fluctuations are too draining; it's a dual torment of spirit and body. The road ahead is bumpy and hard to walk, really difficult. The more I go on, the more I feel this is a game of human nature, entangled in profits and tortured by holding positions. Capital is like happy beans, but holding positions and facing volatility is truly uncomfortable. As for money, I can't treat it as if it doesn't exist, so I'm under a lot of psychological pressure. I don't know if I will change this mindset when I reach millions or tens of millions in the future.