Trading can be the most heartbreaking blow coming silently.

It's not the sudden zeroing out of your account with a sharp pain, but rather that—despite having logic, plans, and rules—you just can't seem to get the results. You can endure setbacks and hold on, but what's truly deadly? It's that repeated questioning of "Why can others consistently profit while I can't?"

You watch the prices of coins like ZEC, DOGE fluctuate, but you never have the courage to hit the confirm button; when you finally enter the market, a slight profit makes you want to run, only to watch them surge all the way up; chasing in regretfully, you get battered back and forth by market volatility, your mindset plummeting from exhaustion to collapse.

At this stage, people's changes are subtle. You no longer blame the market for being so dark, nor curse the manipulators for being so bad; instead, you start reflecting on yourself. "Should I even be involved in trading at all?"