《BTR: A Journey from 0.18 to 0.10 — the “feeling of going to zero”》
Today I opened Binance, saw BTR’s price, and fell into deep thought.
When it was 0.18, I thought it was a “100x-potential coin,” and I YOLO’d half a year’s salary; when it was 0.11, I comforted myself that it was a “gold pit” and added more; now at 0.1009, looking at that red candlestick, I finally understand—this isn’t a pit, it’s a bottomless VIP slide.
In the past 24h, the low was 0.082 and the high was 0.183. Wow—over a 2x swing. No matter what you do in the middle, it’s wrong. The longs got liquidated, the shorts got pulled back. Those who didn’t trade just watched; those who did went to see a therapist.
Trading volume was 2.1 billion, and the turnover rate was even more diligent than the pancake stall downstairs that never stops flipping. MA(99) sat steadily at 0.15, like a ruthless homeroom teacher, telling every candlestick that wants to bounce: “Sit down—your turn to rise hasn’t come yet.”
What’s most brutal is that Pr: 93.24—no idea what it is, but staring at it feels like it’s mocking me: “Your principal remaining rate—93.24%, and you’ve already lost it all.”
Now I’ve learned a new phrase: BTR = Don’t be greedy.
—No, it’s “Don’t get in too deep.”
A friend asked how my returns were today. I said, “Not bad—from a big loss to a small loss. It’s like I bought a mindset.”
He glanced at my positions and quietly replied, “Your mindset—sounds like you should go be a Buddha.”
I smiled slightly, kept my achievements to myself—
After all, even the Buddha back then sat under the Bodhi tree for 6 years before he悟道.
And me, in front of BTR’s candlestick chart, only sat for 6 hours—and I already learned a four-word lesson:
Cut losses in time—not as good as enjoying life on time.
(But I didn’t cut losses, so I chose to enjoy life—like the “joy brings sorrow” kind.) 🚬📉
Today I opened Binance, saw BTR’s price, and fell into deep thought.
When it was 0.18, I thought it was a “100x-potential coin,” and I YOLO’d half a year’s salary; when it was 0.11, I comforted myself that it was a “gold pit” and added more; now at 0.1009, looking at that red candlestick, I finally understand—this isn’t a pit, it’s a bottomless VIP slide.
In the past 24h, the low was 0.082 and the high was 0.183. Wow—over a 2x swing. No matter what you do in the middle, it’s wrong. The longs got liquidated, the shorts got pulled back. Those who didn’t trade just watched; those who did went to see a therapist.
Trading volume was 2.1 billion, and the turnover rate was even more diligent than the pancake stall downstairs that never stops flipping. MA(99) sat steadily at 0.15, like a ruthless homeroom teacher, telling every candlestick that wants to bounce: “Sit down—your turn to rise hasn’t come yet.”
What’s most brutal is that Pr: 93.24—no idea what it is, but staring at it feels like it’s mocking me: “Your principal remaining rate—93.24%, and you’ve already lost it all.”
Now I’ve learned a new phrase: BTR = Don’t be greedy.
—No, it’s “Don’t get in too deep.”
A friend asked how my returns were today. I said, “Not bad—from a big loss to a small loss. It’s like I bought a mindset.”
He glanced at my positions and quietly replied, “Your mindset—sounds like you should go be a Buddha.”
I smiled slightly, kept my achievements to myself—
After all, even the Buddha back then sat under the Bodhi tree for 6 years before he悟道.
And me, in front of BTR’s candlestick chart, only sat for 6 hours—and I already learned a four-word lesson:
Cut losses in time—not as good as enjoying life on time.
(But I didn’t cut losses, so I chose to enjoy life—like the “joy brings sorrow” kind.) 🚬📉
