Six months ago, I dove into the crypto space with big dreams. Back then, I thought I was anything but ordinary. While others were checking candlesticks, I was envisioning the future. While they were analyzing risks, I was daydreaming about what color my Lamborghini would be. 🚀 As the bull market started to show, I felt like I was the reincarnation of Buffett. So, I went all in without hesitation. 📈 After a few winning trades, I began to fantasize about graduating and retiring. That's when I made a decision I would never forget: I went all in. I heavily leveraged on pepe. I maxed out my three-piece set. At that moment, I thought I was investing. Later, I realized I was more like buying a lottery ticket. The market even played nice at first, letting me make a bit of profit, making me feel like the chosen one. But I didn’t cash out; I thought the market had more upside. I was busy crunching numbers, dreaming about how much I'd make if pepe hit 0.00008, planning to buy a new computer and phone, trying to recover my losses. What happened next? The Fed announced it wasn't considering rate cuts. The next day, my account was 📉 -1000. By the third day, it was 📉 -2000, and I cut my losses in half, thinking it couldn’t drop much further. But two days later, it was 📉 -3000, 📉 -4000. Until finally, even my living expenses and tuition disappeared into the candlesticks. My account balance dwindled. My sleepless nights grew longer. The Porsche I once dreamed of never materialized. Instead, I drove myself into reality. 💔 The hardest part wasn't losing money. It was realizing that I didn’t lose to the market. I lost to greed. Always thinking, just a little more profit and I’d be out. Always believing the next bullish candle would turn things around. Always thinking I’d be the exception. But the market’s specialty is educating the overconfident. Now, looking back at this curve, it doesn’t look like a profit chart. It resembles my growth trajectory. Every dip was a lesson. Every liquidation was a reminder. 📚 Tuition might be gone, but I can earn again. 💰 Money lost can be saved again. But if I can learn to respect the market, manage risks, and control my desires because of this, then these losses won’t be in vain. I once dreamed of getting rich overnight. Now, I just want to grow my wealth slowly. Because the true strong ones aren’t those who never fall. They’re the ones who, after hitting rock bottom, dust themselves off and dare to start again. 🚶‍♂️ This is my real experience. But the trade of life is far from closed. Let’s go, future.