$ADA

"I killed within myself what drove me to mistakes"

No, I didn't find the money button.

I killed what sought it at any cost.

You see, it's like with an alcoholic.

He knows it will be bad. He knows he will betray himself again.

But he goes and takes the bottle.

It's not him — it's his brain that needs a dose.

It doesn't matter what: euphoria, excitement, any illusion of control.

And he finds a way.

No money for living? There will be money for the bottle.

No strategy? A "signal" will be found.

That's how I traded.

Not by strategy — by anxiety. By instinct.

And every time, I was left without respect for myself.

Now it's over.

I didn't kill the trader in me — I killed the addict.

I took back my consciousness.

Now trades come not from pain, but from observation.

I don't "guess," I build a scenario.

I think three steps ahead,

and if the market goes against me — I have a plan.

I don't jerk — I lead.

If you're in this too —

you know what I'm talking about.

And if not —

as long as you believe that it's all about indicators,

you're still under the control of the dose.