I post wins. So I’m posting losses too. This week was horrendous. An ABC course in being a clown, not a trader.

I’m exhausted. Sad. Disappointed.

Sunday night I looked in the mirror and told myself, “You’re doing great. One step at a time.”
Then I delivered a masterclass in self-sabotage.

My FOMC thesis was simple.
If we couldn’t break the prior high before, we probably wouldn’t.

Pre-FOMC usually drifts up, then derisking.
Monday correction plus bounce, so I set shorts across majors and alts.
Volatility expected. Downtrend bias. No expectation of a real push higher.
Monday was whatever.

Tuesday is where the punishment started.
I was already well up on shorts early Tuesday.
I remember thinking while walking dog i should just take it, and see what will happen.

Didn’t. Got comfortable.
NY open came and the market went vertical.
Green candle after green candle.
I expected a squeeze. I didn’t expect that kind of aggression. Invalidation was set at 94800.

Too many positions. Too much size.
I panicked near the local top and market-closed everything.

Then, emotionally, I tried to ride longs because “maybe this squeezes more.” Full clown behavior, but at least here, closed b/e.

My invalidation level was fine.
My sizing wasn’t.
That’s the whole story. Oversized trades turn logic into fear.

Wednesday we retraced a big chunk of the move.
I sat there flat, watching what would’ve happened if I had simply held my original shorts with normal size.

FOMC day itself was cleaner.
Expected mild dovish tone but still sell-the-news.
Volatility wasn’t insane.
I traded some, closed on profit, stepped away.
Came back before asia open, re-entered shorts, took the move, closed in the morning.
That part was fine.

Thursday was chaos.
Barely focused. Distracted.
Opened shorts before football.
Came home stopped out.

I thought we’d sweep higher liquidity.
Wrong.
Thursday was a masterclass in being an idiot on charts.
Chasing tops. Getting stopped. Re-entering. Failing. Repeating.
Eventually I shut it down.

Friday I came in with a simple idea:
Post-FOMC clarity usually resolves down, not up.
Weekends are soft.
Then I saw a whale holding massive longs and flipped bull again.
Brainrot.

I armed longs, where I normally would set up shorts instead, expected a shallow pullback, got it and then it went deeper.
Stopped again.
Brutal week.
Unacceptable drawdown.

I’m tired. I want to disappear for a day.
But I know this is on me.

I didn’t improve this week.
I was overconfident. Oversized. Ignored my own voice.
I turned back into the idiot bull and got punished. Again.

The worst part?
If I had just held my initial shorts and done nothing, the week would’ve been easy.

Stops wouldn’t have hit.
But that required discipline and sizing not full-portfolio degen mode.

More pain. More lessons.
At least they’re mine.