That green candlestick looked like a knife stabbing into my screen
At 3:30 a.m., my phone buzzed and dragged me out of a light sleep. I squinted at the screen. It was a Binance price alert. RLC, 0.38 USDT.
My name is Chen Lei. I’m an ordinary programmer in Shenzhen, earning a little over 20,000 yuan a month. During last year’s bull market, one coworker after another showed off their gains. FOMO got the better of me, and I jumped into BTC near its peak at 68,000. Then the bear market hit, and my account shrank from 120,000 yuan to 38,000. Every time I opened the app, it felt like I was putting myself through torture.
That night, unable to sleep, I was scrolling through Binance Square when I saw a post saying RLC was bottoming out around 0.36, and that on-chain data showed whales quietly accumulating. I’d already been burned badly enough that my finger hovered over the buy button for a full ten minutes. In the end, I took the plunge and went all in with the 3,000 USDT I had left, at an average price of 0.363. After buying, I deleted the app. Out of sight, out of mind.
In the days that followed, I forced myself not to check the charts. When coworkers asked about crypto, I told them I’d closed my account. My wife saw that I was looking less stressed and stopped nagging me to cut my losses. But every night, lying in bed, I still had that number running through my head: 0.363, 0.363, like a curse.
Two months later, early this morning, the alert woke me up. I opened the app. RLC, 0.731.
I thought I was dreaming. I rubbed my eyes, but the number didn’t change. Up 100%. My 3,000 USDT had become 6,100.
My hands started shaking. Not from excitement—from fear. The last time I’d been this excited, I’d chased BTC at the top and watched it fall 40%. I told myself, This time is different. This time, I’m getting out.
My finger tapped the sell page, then stopped. I remembered something an old hand on Binance Square had said: When a coin doubles, either you don’t understand it well enough to hold on, or you’re too greedy and end up riding the elevator back down. I took three deep breaths, sold half, and locked in 3,000 yuan in gains. I set a stop-loss at 0.5 for the rest and left it to do its thing.
RLC has now hit a high of 0.7766, and the unrealized gains on my remaining position are still growing. But honestly, I don’t care anymore. That 3,000 yuan I locked in gave me my first taste of making money in crypto. It wasn’t life-changing wealth, but it was enough to teach me one thing.
Surviving in crypto matters more than anything else.
#RLC #抄底 #FuturesLiquidation
At 3:30 a.m., my phone buzzed and dragged me out of a light sleep. I squinted at the screen. It was a Binance price alert. RLC, 0.38 USDT.
My name is Chen Lei. I’m an ordinary programmer in Shenzhen, earning a little over 20,000 yuan a month. During last year’s bull market, one coworker after another showed off their gains. FOMO got the better of me, and I jumped into BTC near its peak at 68,000. Then the bear market hit, and my account shrank from 120,000 yuan to 38,000. Every time I opened the app, it felt like I was putting myself through torture.
That night, unable to sleep, I was scrolling through Binance Square when I saw a post saying RLC was bottoming out around 0.36, and that on-chain data showed whales quietly accumulating. I’d already been burned badly enough that my finger hovered over the buy button for a full ten minutes. In the end, I took the plunge and went all in with the 3,000 USDT I had left, at an average price of 0.363. After buying, I deleted the app. Out of sight, out of mind.
In the days that followed, I forced myself not to check the charts. When coworkers asked about crypto, I told them I’d closed my account. My wife saw that I was looking less stressed and stopped nagging me to cut my losses. But every night, lying in bed, I still had that number running through my head: 0.363, 0.363, like a curse.
Two months later, early this morning, the alert woke me up. I opened the app. RLC, 0.731.
I thought I was dreaming. I rubbed my eyes, but the number didn’t change. Up 100%. My 3,000 USDT had become 6,100.
My hands started shaking. Not from excitement—from fear. The last time I’d been this excited, I’d chased BTC at the top and watched it fall 40%. I told myself, This time is different. This time, I’m getting out.
My finger tapped the sell page, then stopped. I remembered something an old hand on Binance Square had said: When a coin doubles, either you don’t understand it well enough to hold on, or you’re too greedy and end up riding the elevator back down. I took three deep breaths, sold half, and locked in 3,000 yuan in gains. I set a stop-loss at 0.5 for the rest and left it to do its thing.
RLC has now hit a high of 0.7766, and the unrealized gains on my remaining position are still growing. But honestly, I don’t care anymore. That 3,000 yuan I locked in gave me my first taste of making money in crypto. It wasn’t life-changing wealth, but it was enough to teach me one thing.
Surviving in crypto matters more than anything else.
#RLC #抄底 #FuturesLiquidation