“I see dreams that are unlike my dreams
Every time I imagined my dream, my chest tightened
I don't know if the best days have come yet
Or the most beautiful days have passed by me, and I didn't know”
Sometimes the road isn't paved with roses...
After I lost my job, I entered the world of trading as a means of survival, not for luxury. Two whole years between price screens, lessons, sleepless nights, and isolation... Two years where I forgot the taste of tranquility and distanced myself from my family and friends because I believe that this path might be the beginning of what I deserve.
It's not easy to rebuild yourself from scratch...
It's not easy to fight your fears, to continue despite losses, to learn despite exhaustion, and to rise after each fall as if you were starting for the first time. But I am still standing... and I am still trying... and I still believe that God will compensate me in a way that makes me forget all this fatigue.
This post is not a complaint...
This is a reminder to myself:
That no matter how heavy the days are, as long as I am fighting... I am on the right path.
And to everyone walking the trading path and learning: don't let moments of weakness break your dream...
Today is exhaustion, tomorrow is success.
And the days are cycles.
