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October has barely started and I already have the feeling that something is about to break.

September left me with a pretty hard bill to look at.

Lost USD 16,629.

USD 1,569 in debt.

A motorcycle accident.

Work.

Exhaustion.

Charts open at dawn.

And that horrible habit of thinking:

“Good operation and I’ll get everything sorted.”

That thought is probably the most expensive one I’ve had.

Because a good operation doesn’t fix a messy life.

And a bad operation can make it even worse.

So I decided to do something pretty simple:

**I’m not going to try to hide October.**

I’m going to post what happens.

Even if I end up looking like an idiot.

Even if I make a terrible decision.

Even if one day this ends up being a bill that nobody remembers.

I don’t need people to follow me.

I’d rather someone finds this profile in six months and thinks:

“Wait… what the hell happened to this guy?”

And then has to keep scrolling to find out.
$BTC

I don’t know why I’m writing this.

I guess I need to leave it somewhere.

I’m not trying to look like a trader.
I don’t have a Lamborghini.
I don’t have a secret strategy.
And I definitely don’t have the account I’d like to have.

I have mistakes.

Many.

I lost more than **USD 16,000** doing exactly what I swore I would never do.

And the worst part is that I keep entering the market.

But now there’s one difference:

**I stopped trying to look successful.**

If I win, I’ll show it.

If I lose, also.

If in 6 months I’m still exactly in the same place, this profile will be the proof.

And if one day I manage to get out of this hole, I want to be able to look back at the first posts and remember how ridiculous it was to think I could recover years of work in just a few trades.

I don’t know if anyone will read this.

It doesn’t matter that much either.

I guess I just needed to say it.
$QNT $BTC $ETH

There’s something strange about $SOL .

When it rises, everyone talks about SOL$.

When it falls, magically everyone finds another narrative.

But the market doesn’t run on narratives.

It runs on liquidity.

And many times the most interesting trade doesn’t show up while everyone is convinced.

It shows up when the chart is boring, the timeline is dead, and nobody wants to touch the asset.

I’m not saying SOL is going to go up.

I’m looking at something much simpler:

**what happens when volume returns after most people stopped looking.**

That’s where a coin can go from “nobody talks about this” to “how did I miss it?” in a matter of hours.

I’d rather be watching before the noise.

Not after. From now until the end of the year, to $SOL , above $200 I would start accumulating and for the longs.

There’s something I understood too late.

When you lose USD 100, you want to get back USD 100.

When you lose USD 1,000, you want to get back USD 1,000.

When you lose USD 10,000, you’re no longer trying to win.

You’re trying to return to the moment before you lost them.

I ended up losing **USD 16.629**.

And I still have **USD 1.569 in debt**.

That’s why every operation I show from now on will be recorded.

A bull cycle is coming and you’ll already start to see BTC ETH long at 5x for the long term
$BTC . $ETH $US

I’m not going to delete the losses when it goes wrong, or pretend I’m a genius when it goes right.

I want to build something different:

**so anyone can look at my full history and understand exactly how I ended up here.**

Day 1.
No smoke.

$龙虾 i am tired of binance, i'm tired of trading, i'm tired of manipulation, i'm tired that the ones who have more win, what a fucking disgust the coin i get hits SL and then it falls, that's why i don't use SL, that's why i risked with the garbage of $QNT

I went LONG at $POL when the market starts looking elsewhere.

15/09: $0,093
27/09: $0,122
Today: ~$0,107

First it went +31%.

Then it gave back a brutal chunk of the move.

And just today something interesting shows up: Polygon temporarily raises the gross staking rewards of POL to ~7.7% annualized.

I’m in:

$82 — LONG 12x CROSS.

I’m down -$19.

My read is simple: if POL reclaims the $0.114–0.122 zone, the bounce could get violent because a lot of people are waiting for confirmation to enter.

If it loses the recent lows, my thesis is destroyed.

I don’t need to be right to post this.

I need to be here when the market decides whether this drop was accumulation… or a trap.

And this time I’m going to show absolutely everything.

The most humiliating part isn’t saying:

“Lost USD 16,629.”

The most humiliating part is adding:

**“And now I owe USD 1,569.”** $QNT $BTW $MOVR

Because there comes a point where you’re no longer trying to win.

You’re trying to breathe financially again.

And that’s where the most dangerous temptation shows up:

**wanting to recover quickly because you feel you can’t afford to wait.**

That was exactly the thought that brought me here.

Now I have to learn to do the opposite.

**Accepting that rebuilding slowly is also rebuilding.**

toco sl $BTW , vamos con esta basura
$哈基米 al alza

begins to fall filthy garbage $BTW

100$ of the capital I have, 100USDT, all my investment, I'm going to 7x short at this damn piece of garbage coin $BTW —it looks like a gummy bear in its chart
Sl : 1.45 I assume 14USDT loss if my SL gets hit
tp : 1.10 lower, we'll see what happens.
On October 2nd they release tokens; seeing how this garbage is, the most likely thing is that it goes up, that's why the SL

$MOVR the short of this scam is coming, patience and wait for the right moment, I'll let you know here.

September left me an image I won’t forget.

A motorcycle lying on the asphalt.

I was on my way to work.

A few seconds earlier I was thinking about anything.

A few seconds later I was looking at my wrecked motorcycle, handling paperwork, talking to insurance companies, and wondering what would happen.

But that day I understood something that money had never taught me:

**there are things you can lose in seconds and there is no transaction capable of getting them back.**

And while I was trying to deal with the accident, I also had another unpaid account with myself.

**USD 16,629 lost.**

Now, in addition, **USD 1,569 in debt**.

The strangest part is that I keep getting up.

I keep working.

I keep thinking about saving.

I keep trying to train.

I keep trying to get my mind in order.

I keep trying to get closer to God.

From the outside it probably looks like nothing happened.

But I know this year there were moments when I felt like I was rebuilding too many things at the same time.

A motorcycle.

My finances.

My discipline.

My mind.

My faith.

And maybe that’s the part that hurts the most:

**I don’t want my life to turn into a collection of things I had to rebuild because of decisions I made myself.**

The accident reminded me that some things can change in a second.

The losses taught me that others you destroy slowly.

And now I have to learn the hardest part:

**stop looking for a quick way to recover what was lost and start, once again, building.**
$QNT $BTC I wish you a better end of September than mine.

For a long time, I thought I had lost USD 16.629 in $QNT $BTW $ADA

Today I think that figure doesn’t tell the whole story.

Because those dollars didn’t magically appear on a screen.

They were hours of getting myself up to go to work.

They were days when I chose to save instead of spend.

They were months of thinking that if I kept doing things the right way, one day I would have my own place.

They were opportunities I could have taken advantage of.

They were years of my life slowly turned into numbers.

And then I did something that I still find hard to admit:

I tried to recover years of work with just a few operations.

Every time I lost, I thought I needed to win more.

I never thought that maybe what I needed was simply to accept the loss and keep living.

Today I have USD 1.569 in debt.

But what hurts me the most isn’t owing that money.

It’s looking back and knowing that there was a version of me who was slowly building something…

and that I myself chose to betray it because I wanted to get there sooner.

Maybe this is the saddest part of losing money:

you don’t just lose what you have.

Sometimes you also lose the trust you had in the person you thought you were going to be.

And that trust can’t be recovered with one operation.

It’s recovered with time.

$BTW I’m 26 years old.

Sometimes I feel like I should be building my life.

Working.

Saving.

Training.

Learning.

Building a career.

Thinking about my future.

And at the same time, I’ve had periods where it seemed like my main goal was to recover what I had lost.

Money.

Time.

Peace.

Discipline.

Motivation.

And that’s what scares me the most.

Not having made mistakes at 26.

But reaching 30 and still trying to recover the same years I wasted at 26.

Moral:

**Your age is not a sentence. But it’s also not free time.**
$BTW

People see a screenshot of a loss and comment:

*“What a moron.”*

And maybe they’re right.

But nobody sees what’s behind it.

Nobody sees the hours spent working, the millions of operations that are expected to happen and generate profit—until they flip it into a loss out of fear. Then they realize they wouldn’t have lost anything. The millions of times it happened to me.

The months of saving.

The plans.

The times I thought I was finally getting my life back on track.

Nobody sees the moment when a person starts believing that one operation can solve everything.

I did.

And now I have a number I can’t delete:

**USD 16.629.**

Plus a debt of **USD 1.569**. $QNT

The most expensive lesson I learned:

**When you need an operation to go right so your life can be okay again, you’re no longer risking money. You’re trying to buy peace of mind.**

The most humiliating thing wasn’t losing in $QNT $BTW or $SAGA

It was having to continue living normally afterward.

Going to work.

Getting paid.

Eating.

Talking to people.

Laughing.

While inside I knew:

“I just destroyed a sum of money that took me years to earn.”

And no one around could see the number.

No one could see the transactions.

No one could see the losses piling up.

No one could see how every time I lost, I thought:

“The next time, I’ll fix it.”

Until there came a point when I wasn’t even trying to win anymore.

I was trying to escape what I had created myself.

$QNT There is something I never thought about when I started to lose.

One month of work does not disappear in one month.

It can disappear in minutes.

I could get up early, work, get paid, and save for weeks.

And then, in a single night, I could destroy the result of all that effort.

The next day I still had to get up.

I still had to work.

I still had to smile.

But now I knew that part of that paycheck was no longer building my future.

I was trying to patch the hole from the past.

**USD 16.629 later, I understood that some losses aren’t measured in money.**

They’re measured in how many months of your life you needed to produce them.