#美国就业数据表现强劲超出预期 Remember how crazy the market was that year. The account grew from the initial capital all the way up to 730,000, just one step away from the "million-dollar dream" in my mind.

During that time, I felt light all over. The first thing I did upon waking up wasn't washing my face, but rushing to the phone to check my holdings; as long as the profit curve was climbing, breakfast was incredibly delicious.

Honestly, at that point, my rationality had already started to scream. The trend of mainstream coins was beginning to weaken, trading volume shrank, charts were all over the place, even classic warnings like divergence at the top were right in front of me.

But greed, ah, it instantly drained my brain.

My mind was filled with one sentence:

"One more operation, just this once. This will be the last."

And then? No reduction in position. Instead, I stupidly added leverage to my holdings, deluding myself that "volatility is just a shakeout, it will continue to go up."

The crypto world never tolerates this logic.

That night, suddenly, a sharp drop came, and the K-line directly broke through, the stop-loss reaction was too slow to catch up with the downward momentum.

By the time I regained my senses, the account had dropped from 730,000 to 210,000.

I just stared at the screen like that, couldn't say a word, sitting there until dawn.

What kept playing in my mind wasn't that terrifying candlestick, but these four words:

"It's time to stop."

Only then did I truly understand—

Losses themselves aren't the hardest to bear; the most heartbreaking thing is:

I could have won.