You don’t notice FOMO when it starts. That’s the trick. It never announces itself. It slips in quietly, dressed as curiosity, then confidence, then urgency.
I’ve felt it many times. Usually after I stayed patient for days, maybe weeks, watching price move without me. I tell myself I’m being disciplined. Then one day the screen feels louder than usual. Every small candle looks important. Every move feels like the start of something big. My plan is still there, written somewhere, but it suddenly feels outdated.
The first sign isn’t buying. It’s checking. Refreshing charts more often. Opening the app for no real reason. A strange mix of excitement and irritation builds up. You’re not calm anymore, but you convince yourself you are. You start imagining how you’ll feel if it runs without you. That imagined regret hurts more than real losses ever did.
I’ve entered trades like that. Not because the setup was clear, but because waiting felt unbearable. Sometimes it worked. That’s the dangerous part. A small win can make FOMO feel justified, even smart. Other times, it reversed immediately, and I stared at the screen wondering why I rushed something I had already understood before.
FOMO isn’t loud panic. It’s subtle impatience. A quiet loss of balance. And usually, by the time you realize it, you’re already in trying to prove to yourself that it wasn’t emotion driving the decision.