The leverage on the board is a number; the leverage in life is fate. How many times I multiplied it—I don’t even know. I only know that those stretches of time that could’ve been lived out peacefully were all devoured by the candlestick charts. The expectations of my parents, the tears she shed, the nights I pulled through on my own—without realizing it, I had already bet all of it away. $TLM $ETH
Dopamine is cranked up to an absurd height, and the steady warmth in the real world—meals, a hug, a simple “go to bed early”—all suddenly feels meaningless. I thought I was fighting the market makers, but really, I’m just a lunatic who traded the truest things for a pile of virtual numbers. The moment the Fed turns hawkish, the dream shatters. I turn around—the person who used to look at me as if I were everything is gone, and even the concern my parents offer is something I can hardly hold anymore. Losing was never something that began at the moment of liquidation. It started the moment I shifted the center of my life onto the charts—at that point, I was already losing. #KospiRises2.7%OnChipRally $LAB
Dopamine is cranked up to an absurd height, and the steady warmth in the real world—meals, a hug, a simple “go to bed early”—all suddenly feels meaningless. I thought I was fighting the market makers, but really, I’m just a lunatic who traded the truest things for a pile of virtual numbers. The moment the Fed turns hawkish, the dream shatters. I turn around—the person who used to look at me as if I were everything is gone, and even the concern my parents offer is something I can hardly hold anymore. Losing was never something that began at the moment of liquidation. It started the moment I shifted the center of my life onto the charts—at that point, I was already losing. #KospiRises2.7%OnChipRally $LAB
