That year, the market was absurdly favorable. The account grew from several tens of thousands to 730,000 U, just one step away from the 'million target' I set for myself.
During that time, I felt like I was floating. The first thing I did every morning wasn't brushing my teeth, but checking my account; whenever the profit curve rose, I even thought coffee tasted sweet.
Rationality was already sounding the alarm. The leading cryptocurrencies began to weaken, trading volume decreased, the structure became chaotic, and even the top divergence was glaringly visible.
But at that moment, greed completely crushed my rationality.
All that was left in my mind was one sentence:
"Just one last bite, just one more."
What was the result? Not only did I not reduce my position,
but I foolishly added leverage to increase my position,
thinking "a little wash could still pull it back up."
The crypto world never indulges such fantasies.
It was a late night,
when the market suddenly plummeted,
candlestick charts looked like they had snapped,
and I couldn't react in time to stop the losses.
By the time I came to my senses,
my account had already been slapped back to 210,000 U.
I stared at the screen,
sitting motionless until dawn.
What kept replaying in my mind was not the market, but four words:
"Should have stopped then."
At that moment, I finally understood—
Losing money isn't scary,
the most painful part is: it could have been a win.
