No longer patient enough to continue witnessing the bright red numbers on the trading screen. Each decision to hold the position, each hope that the market will reverse, I wish I had entered the trade later; now everything feels like adding fuel to the fire that is consuming my account. I once believed I could control it, that with just a bit of luck, I could recover everything. The long nights awake, the tense moments watching the charts, all led me to one conclusion: my account is completely burned out. The helplessness surges when realizing that I not only lost money but also lost faith in myself. The feeling of failure weighs heavily, like a reminder that the market never spares those who let emotions overwhelm reason.