OPEN LETTER TO MR. RICHARD TENG, MR. CZ & BINANCE LEADERSHIP
PART 2 — THE DAY I REALIZED I HAD BECOME DESPERATE
I went back and read my own messages.
That was difficult.
I saw myself explaining my losses.
My fees.
My account.
My family.
My age.
My pain.
Then waiting.
Then asking again.
And again.
And again.
And suddenly I saw something I did not want to admit.
I had become desperate.
Not because I am weak.
But because I kept believing that maybe the next person would finally understand.
In different words, I was saying:
Please see me.
Please understand me.
Please don't close my story with a standard answer.
Please help me if anything can be done.
And after asking so many times, something inside me started changing.
I began asking myself:
Am I still a customer asking for help... or have I become a man begging to be heard?
That is a terrible question for a 54-year-old man to ask himself.
I am a grandfather.
I have four little girls.
I am not saying that makes me entitled to compensation.
It does not.
But there is a human being behind every account.
And sometimes numbers hide the person.
29,401 trades.
To a system, perhaps that is data.
To me, that is years of my life.
👇 Part 3: The answer I received was not what hurt me most. What hurt me was everything before the answer.
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