It's late at night.
I start to review again and feel dissatisfied with myself.
Two months of consecutive losses have made me doubt myself.

Many things, I actually know what to do,
but when I really encounter them, I still can't do it.

At first, I wrote a little just to give myself an outlet.
As a result, more and more people started to read it,
and these words began to be given meaning, interpreted, and anticipated.
I got caught up in it too.

To be honest, making decisions has never been easy.
Especially when position management is not done well,
when the market trembles slightly, my heart becomes chaotic,
because I'm holding money that doesn't belong to my understanding.

A few times in the past, I won the market by feeling,
that exhilarating feeling of being half a step ahead of the market can be addictive.
But it was precisely because of those few wins
that I started to fantasize about winning like that all the time.

Perhaps true maturity is learning to be patient,
not chasing, not gambling, not acting rashly.

I don't know when my next opportunity will come,
but I will wait.
No rush.
After all, many times, waiting is harder than doing.
But the market is always right, and I still thank $GIGGLE for giving me a great lesson.