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The Illusion of the Accumulator:
I am now going to be frugal, not buying cars or houses, better to sell my car and house to buy coins. The money earned from the secondary market, after daily expenses, is all used to hoard BTC. As long as I can buy enough BTC, in 10 years I can travel the world completely free; if I buy 1 BTC, I will be financially free in 13 years, and I will no longer have to struggle for a living. I will persevere, and it will pay off, my next generation won't have to worry. Bitcoin should never be sold, no matter how tough it gets, I cannot sell coins to sustain my life. The BTC that I cannot spend will be passed on to future generations. This is a rather simple illusion. When you have these fantasies, your love for BTC surpasses fiat currency, it becomes your treasured hope. The Illusion of Spot Traders:
Every time I see the K-line fluctuating up and down, each fluctuation is a wealth opportunity. As long as I buy at the trough and sell at the peak, I can easily earn 5% in one trade, 100% in a month, and several times my investment in a year. This is the rhythm of wealth freedom, yet I currently lack the capital and trading skills. So I bought dozens of books on trading techniques, studying day and night, and taking numerous notes. I stopped going out for food, fun, and entertainment, and traded alone, considering Livermore my greatest idol. I fantasize about moving into a large apartment in a first-tier city after making money, buying luxury cars, finding beautiful women, returning to my village in a luxury car during the New Year to show off and hit back at those relatives and friends who look down on me. The Illusion of Trend Traders:
The coins I buy are rising every day, so my wealth is increasing daily. Every day I wake up and my net worth has increased significantly; sleeping becomes the most anticipated thing. When it doesn’t rise during the day, I feel frustrated, and a voice inside me says: why not sell at a high point and buy back when it drops? This way, I could earn more. Finally, a big market trend comes, and my assets double in half a day, and I start thinking: if only I had leveraged a bit. The next day, the assets correct, 20 million turns into 18 million, feeling a loss of 2 million. I start blaming myself for not selling, secretly resolving to sell if it goes back to 20 million. However, when it rises to 25 million, I forget the pain of the loss. Finally, on the last day, it drops by 30%, leaving me with 17.5 million, feeling like I lost 7.5 million in one day. Yet I never thought that this money was just a temporary floating profit given by the market, destined not to remain in the account. It wasn't until the bear market ended and I lost everything that I understood: the only thing I can control is how much I sell, and the so-called profit is just an illusion.
I am now going to be frugal, not buying cars or houses, better to sell my car and house to buy coins. The money earned from the secondary market, after daily expenses, is all used to hoard BTC. As long as I can buy enough BTC, in 10 years I can travel the world completely free; if I buy 1 BTC, I will be financially free in 13 years, and I will no longer have to struggle for a living. I will persevere, and it will pay off, my next generation won't have to worry. Bitcoin should never be sold, no matter how tough it gets, I cannot sell coins to sustain my life. The BTC that I cannot spend will be passed on to future generations. This is a rather simple illusion. When you have these fantasies, your love for BTC surpasses fiat currency, it becomes your treasured hope. The Illusion of Spot Traders:
Every time I see the K-line fluctuating up and down, each fluctuation is a wealth opportunity. As long as I buy at the trough and sell at the peak, I can easily earn 5% in one trade, 100% in a month, and several times my investment in a year. This is the rhythm of wealth freedom, yet I currently lack the capital and trading skills. So I bought dozens of books on trading techniques, studying day and night, and taking numerous notes. I stopped going out for food, fun, and entertainment, and traded alone, considering Livermore my greatest idol. I fantasize about moving into a large apartment in a first-tier city after making money, buying luxury cars, finding beautiful women, returning to my village in a luxury car during the New Year to show off and hit back at those relatives and friends who look down on me. The Illusion of Trend Traders:
The coins I buy are rising every day, so my wealth is increasing daily. Every day I wake up and my net worth has increased significantly; sleeping becomes the most anticipated thing. When it doesn’t rise during the day, I feel frustrated, and a voice inside me says: why not sell at a high point and buy back when it drops? This way, I could earn more. Finally, a big market trend comes, and my assets double in half a day, and I start thinking: if only I had leveraged a bit. The next day, the assets correct, 20 million turns into 18 million, feeling a loss of 2 million. I start blaming myself for not selling, secretly resolving to sell if it goes back to 20 million. However, when it rises to 25 million, I forget the pain of the loss. Finally, on the last day, it drops by 30%, leaving me with 17.5 million, feeling like I lost 7.5 million in one day. Yet I never thought that this money was just a temporary floating profit given by the market, destined not to remain in the account. It wasn't until the bear market ended and I lost everything that I understood: the only thing I can control is how much I sell, and the so-called profit is just an illusion.
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