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I felt a bit numb after staying up all night, so let's tell a bedtime story to refresh my mind.
I have a good friend who is also a trader. I really like her; she is very nice to me, and she is sincere and tolerant to her friends.
She always thinks about sharing everything with me, from something as small as a chicken leg to something... well, I can't say for sure. I feel bad taking advantage of her, and I worry that she might be at a loss.
It's good like this, such a gentle person, yet I have witnessed her being pushed to the brink of collapse, screaming and crying by the one she loves, only to hold hands again after wiping away her tears. I begin to wonder, what do people really need to give in love, and what do they receive in return?
It seems that she always gives more than she receives.
I am an extreme T person, accustomed to thinking about emotions with my brain.
I always feel that love happens between two complete individuals, just like two small planets. Each is splendid while operating on its own, and when they attract each other, a passage is created between the two planets. I invite you to play on my planet, and I can also see a different world through your eyes.
It is not that I lack something and need to ask you for it, nor is it because I can offer something that I am needed. Love is built between independent and complete individuals who appreciate each other and greet one another.
My understanding of love comes almost entirely from my family. I love my family very much, and when I feel tired, just thinking of my family makes me feel that, actually, this world isn't so bad after all. Their love for me is a kind of silent spiritual nourishment, and it gives me the courage to venture into the world.
Love should be a kind of nourishment, making people feel warm all over, rather than cold all over. Love is a continuous source of energy.
Especially for those of us who trade, fighting fiercely in the K-line every day, with eyes reddened from the struggle. Unless you experience it yourself, no one can understand the psychological games behind every click. All our energy and effort are spent in the trenches. At this time, having a warm love supporting us from behind is a great comfort.
So I told her, dear, if you feel cold, don't always reflect on whether you are wearing too little. Look at the artificial snow above your head and at the people who are shivering and indifferent; they are not lovers.
I hope that every girl and boy can truly love themselves and their family, as this is an investment that will never be withdrawn. As for other risk and return factors, aiming for a stable annualized return is the best outcome.