There used to be a friend, known in the circle as an 'old cannon'.

His famous saying was: "I never cut losses; I’ll hold on until the shorts are exhausted." In December, Bitcoin reached 120,000, and he doubled down, telling me, "The bull market has just started."

I didn’t advise him. Adults have their own trading beliefs. #币圈

Later, when the price fell below 110,000, he said it was a "technical pullback"; when it fell below 100,000, he said it was "the main force washing out positions"; when it fell below 90,000, he didn’t speak for three days.

After that, his signature changed to four words:

"Go back and sell pancakes." #加密市场回调

On that trade, he lost 700,000 USDT.

I have remembered this for a long time. Not because he lost a lot, but because it made me realize one thing:

Those who stubbornly hold on are not losing to the market; they are losing to their own pride.

"Just wait a bit longer," "What if," "It’s impossible to keep falling"—every word is a knife.

So now, when I make a trade, the first thing I do is not look at the direction, but draw a stop-loss line.

You ask me if I’m afraid of being stopped out? Yes.

But I’m more afraid that one night, staring at the screen, I won't be able to say a word and then silently change my signature.

I am Sister Lin, not a saint, just speaking the truth.

The battle team still has open spots, if you want to learn how to leave a safety net for yourself, hit me up in the background. #CryptoWealth