It wasn’t that I didn’t see the signals—I just refused to acknowledge them. I watched the red candles drop one after another, telling myself over and over, “It’ll bounce back, it’ll bounce back,” but the rebound never came. Instead, everything went to zero. Eventually, I realized something: the earlier you admit you’re wrong, the less it costs you. If you won’t hit that stop-loss button today, the market will force-liquidate you tomorrow—and charge you an extra humiliation fee for good measure.
Now, I trade more cautiously, but I survive longer.
I used to chase every wave, had a serious case of FOMO, and every time someone shared their gains, I’d get itchy hands. These days, when I see the group hyping the “100x coin,” I quietly step away and go get a glass of water. It’s not that I’m not tempted—I’ve just learned the hard way. The more desperate you are to win, the tighter your grip, and the tighter your grip, the more likely you are to do something stupid. Loosen up a bit, let the dust settle, and you’ll avoid a lot of pitfalls.
Also, I almost never discuss my positions in group chats anymore. If you’re right, no one remembers, but if you’re wrong, they’ll screenshot it and roast you for a year. If I’m not confident, I just keep it to myself—that’s a lesson paid for in losses.
I came across a quote recently that really hit home: Most people trade crypto not to make money, but to prove they’re smart. But the market doesn’t care if you’re smart—it only cares how many bullets you have left.
As long as your principal is intact, you’re still at the table.
This is probably the most expensive lesson I’ve learned in the past few years.
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Last month, I lost almost 40%.
It wasn’t that I didn’t see the signals—I just refused to acknowledge them. I watched the red candles drop one after another, telling myself over and over, “It’ll bounce back, it’ll bounce back,” but the rebound never came. Instead, everything went to zero. Eventually, I realized something: the earlier you admit you’re wrong, the less it costs you. If you won’t hit that stop-loss button today, the market will force-liquidate you tomorrow—and charge you an extra humiliation fee for good measure.
Now, I trade more cautiously, but I survive longer.
I used to chase every wave, had a serious case of FOMO, and every time someone shared their gains, I’d get itchy hands. These days, when I see the group hyping the “100x coin,” I quietly step away and go get a glass of water. It’s not that I’m not tempted—I’ve just learned the hard way. The more desperate you are to win, the tighter your grip, and the tighter your grip, the more likely you are to do something stupid. Loosen up a bit, let the dust settle, and you’ll avoid a lot of pitfalls.
Also, I almost never discuss my positions in group chats anymore. If you’re right, no one remembers, but if you’re wrong, they’ll screenshot it and roast you for a year. If I’m not confident, I just keep it to myself—that’s a lesson paid for in losses.
I came across a quote recently that really hit home: Most people trade crypto not to make money, but to prove they’re smart. But the market doesn’t care if you’re smart—it only cares how many bullets you have left.
As long as your principal is intact, you’re still at the table.
This is probably the most expensive lesson I’ve learned in the past few years.