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A sigh... makes the whole world on my shoulders collapse.

My wife and I got married with empty hands.

Every penny saved is earned from sweat, from days of starving to save, from collecting every single bill as if afraid of losing it.

Then I learned about Bitcoin.

I see people getting rich, I see the market green and red like an unfulfilled promise of life.

I believe... and I pulled my wife to believe as well.

We gathered all the savings over the years: $60,000.

Not enough — I borrowed more.

I told my wife:

“My dear. Then we will change our lives…”

But life isn't that easy to change.

Bitcoin drops, and then drops again…

Dragging along the altcoins I bought since the beginning of the year, I had moments where I was x4, but because I listened to the fomo from the groups, I didn’t sell a single coin.

The account from $60,000, now looking back it's only $12,000.

A number so small that my heart aches.

The creditor calls every day.

When the phone rings, my heart tightens.

Messages come in waves, the voice on the other end just lacks the question: “When will you pay?”

I panicked.

I lied to my family:

– “We are still okay.”

– “The money is still there.”

– “Invest long-term, mom.”

But actually every night I only knew how to curl up in the dark, my hands trembling as I checked the account balance like a habit of a desperate person.

I looked over at my wife…

She sat still, her eyes tired.

Don't blame me.

Don't yell at me.

Just silence.

And that very silence… is what kills me.

I know she has cried alone a lot.

Crying because I trusted a husband who is not good enough.

Crying because I'm afraid tomorrow the creditor will come to the door.

Crying because the future has faded like the bright red chart price in front of my eyes.

Last night, my wife asked me:

“What should we do now, dear?”

I couldn't answer.

As a man… for the first time I felt so small.

I hugged my wife tightly, but my hands were shaking.

Not because I'm afraid of Bitcoin dropping anymore…

But I'm afraid of losing the woman who has been with me through the best days, only to be pulled into a storm that she did not choose.

If only…

I am clear-headed enough.

If only…

I stopped earlier.

If only…

I know to protect my family instead of chasing fleeting dreams.

Now, every time I open the account and see the number $12,000, I realize it's not money that's losing...

But it is the trust of the wife I love the most.

And maybe…

That's the thing that hurts me the most.

MN CAN I ASK IF I SHOULD SELL ALL THE REMAINING COINS TO GET $12,000 TO PAY DEBT FIRST OR NOT, I'M AFRAID THAT IN A FEW DAYS THERE WILL ONLY BE $1,000 LEFT 😭😭😭😭😭😭