I'm in the crypto world, going through a full cycle from tens of thousands of RMB to 1 million U

The first time I opened the Bitcoin market chart, I didn't really understand what blockchain was.
I only remember that candlestick chart on the screen that kept going up and down, making my heart race.

That year, I had only tens of thousands of RMB in my account.
For many people, that might be savings, a sense of security;
But for me, it was a ticket to the unknown.

Daytime working, nighttime studying.
While others were already asleep, I was still repeatedly pulling the same market segment,
asking myself:
Why is it rising here?
Why is it falling there?
Who is buying?
And who is panicking?

Countless early mornings at two or three o'clock, I stared at the screen,
Coffee had long gone cold, but I dared not close my eyes.
Because I knew that ordinary people, without relying on time and effort, can only depend on luck.

And I, can't afford to lose.

The first time I believed, “I might really be able to do it.”

2023 was the first truly favorable period in my life.

The market started to cooperate,
Understanding began to materialize,
Judgments were repeatedly validated by the market.

My account curve was no longer jagged but slowly rising.
From tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, to millions...
Until one day, the number froze at 1,000,000 U.

I didn't cheer.
That moment, I was unusually quiet.

I told myself:
“Turns out, ordinary people can really stand up in this market.”

But from that day on,
Danger quietly approached.

The most deadly enemy is not the market.

When you keep making correct moves,
You start to believe:
It's not the market that’s good, but I am strong.

I began to add positions,
Refused to cut losses,
And waited “a little longer” during pullbacks.

Every lucky escape was prolonging my arrogance.

I forgot the words I first wrote in my notebook:

Surviving is more important than earning more.

By the end of 2024, fate struck back.

When the black swan arrives, there’s no warning.

No technical pattern,
No news buildup,
Only candlesticks that defy logic,
Dragging the market into the abyss.

I tried to add to my position,
Tried to hold through,
Tried to fight against the out-of-control situation with past “success experiences.”

Until the last moment,
The forced liquidation prompt popped up.

Everything reset to zero.

That day, I turned off all the software,
The room was eerily silent.

It’s not the pain of losing money,
But the first time I truly felt
that the market can kick you out at any moment.

Why am I still here?

I left for a while.

Stopped watching the market,
Stopped talking about trading,
Even deliberately avoided all “crypto” words.

But one day, I suddenly realized:

What I lost wasn’t knowledge,
But reverence.

I didn’t lose to Bitcoin,
I lost to myself.

This market is still fair,
It never rewards arrogance,
But it always welcomes caution.

If I could start over, I’d choose to live a little longer.

Now, I trade less frequently,
But every trade has an exit strategy.

I don’t pursue catching every market move,
Just focus on my own segment.

I’ve learned to follow the trend,
Learned to give up,
Learned to control risk in uncertainty.

I finally understand:

The crypto market isn’t a sprint,
It’s a marathon that can last ten or twenty years.

If you’re still on the road,

Maybe you’re losing money,
Maybe you just entered,
Maybe you once made profits but now feel lost.

I want to tell you one thing:

Your current state doesn’t define your end.

Pull the timeline back 10 years,
And you’ll see—
What truly determines your fate,
Is never a single market wave,
But whether you’ve always been in the game.

If you’re willing to slow down,
If you’re willing to respect the market,
If you’re willing to exchange discipline for survival,

Then you can follow me.
I won’t promise overnight riches,
But I will walk with you step by step, further and further.

Because in this market, only those who survive have the right to talk about legends.

The story is still ongoing, let’s write our own future together.