"How Can Anyone Know Your Suffering"

How can anyone know your suffering, how can anyone understand your difficulties, how can anyone empathize with you and fully understand your pain.

We each have our own loneliness, we each have our own pain, we each have our own bitterness.

We stumbled all the way to the distance.

We are not unaware that this is a cannibalistic market, we are not unaware of what the ending here will be.

If we can make money in reality, I will not come to this shitty market.

What else can we do?

Some people come here with the money from the likes of food delivery

Some people come here with the money left by working frugally

Some people come here with mortgaged houses to seek a turnaround

Some people come here with online loans

Some people even come here with the money from selling their bodies

Here, more people come here with their own meager savings

Here,...

Here,

More people laugh at you as a rookie, insult you as a gambler,

Some people eat your blood-stained steamed buns but laugh at you for not having enough money to stop losses

Some people here even say that investing is risky, and taking orders is risky. If you lose, you don’t get compensation, but if you win, you have to share.

There are too many confused people here.

There are too many lost people here.

Is this hell or heaven?