When others are fearful, I am greedy” — this phrase, revered by countless people as a scripture, was once engraved beside my trading desk. It wasn't until the bear market dragged on like an endless night, and this saying shattered into bubbles amidst repeated liquidation alarms, that I truly understood its cost.
We have all chased the myth of high-flying coins, as if boarding a rocket could take us to the wealth cosmos; we have also stepped into the traps of zeroing out, suddenly plunging into silent darkness amid cheers. It was at that moment I realized that “risk” has never been a distant term written in white papers, but rather the blood and sweat costs that must be calculated behind every decision, the frequency of heart contractions when positions fluctuate, and the thorns of candlestick charts reflected in our eyes while staring at the screen late at night.
Now, I am no longer obsessed with the legend of “getting rich overnight.” What the market has taught me is not how to predict storms, but how to build a ship that can navigate through wind and waves — using position management as ballast, weaving a lifeline with stop-loss discipline, and charting a nautical map through in-depth research. I am no longer infatuated with the noisy festivities, but have learned to discern the signals of value amidst the noise and maintain a clear boundary in the frenzy.
On this road in the crypto world, some rely on luck to break in, but only those with understanding can go far. It is no longer a gamble with the world, but a practice with oneself: finding balance between greed and fear, and maintaining thought between faith and doubt. Wealth may fluctuate, but the understanding, mindset, and perspective that penetrate through cycles are the truly inalienable assets.
Waves will always return, but next time, I will no longer be a drifter flowing with the tide, but a navigator who knows the wind direction, depth, and course. Because true investment ultimately flows toward the ever-growing self.