In the crypto world for ten years, I have become mute and a collector of blacklists.

In the winter of 2019, I pulled my cousin into the group and gave him three pages of PDF with red text annotations:
ETH below 120 USD, buy with closed eyes.
He turned around and bought Dogecoin, reasoning: "It's cheap, what if?"
Three months later, Dogecoin hit zero, and he cried to my mom: "Don't stop me, brother."
I have become the family's sinner, and no one passed the chopsticks at the New Year's dinner.
In April 2021, my former colleague shared her maternity leave salary and privately asked me: Is there a way to earn a guaranteed 20%?
I sent her a grayscale trust discount chart, along with an 8,000-word due diligence.
She replied, "Too long."
Two hours later, she invested all in SHIB with 5x leverage.
The next day, SHIB spiked, and her maternity leave became "maternity leave +1". Her husband scolded her: "You've been led astray by your colleagues."
She didn't block me, I blocked her first - afraid that seeing the two words "Are you there" would cause a heart attack.
The most painful thing is the apprentice who is guided hand in hand.
Last June, his wallet only had 1800U left, and I said: treat this as a coffin, only allow 5% of the ant warehouse to be opened.
He did as instructed and rolled to 7200U in 32 days.
On the 33rd day at 3 a.m., he sent a voice message: Master, I understand, I want to build a community myself.
I didn't reply.
On the 35th day, he went all in on LUNA 2.0, and after being liquidated, he asked me if he could borrow some capital.
The moment I blocked him, my fingers trembled even more than when placing an order.
I didn't delete a person, but the version of myself from two years ago who believed that "teaching" was benevolent.
In a bear market, I learned to swallow my tongue.
Someone shared their experience of earning 300%, I gave it a like.
Someone lost 90%, I light a candle.
Someone in the square asked for a price point, and I replied uniformly: I only understand fortune-telling, ten bucks each.
They curse me for pretending to be a god, I just smile—pretending to be a god is cheaper than taking the blame.
Now my daily life consists of only two sets of shortcuts:
Ctrl + S: Save transaction log
Ctrl + Shift + N: Add people who violate my trading principles to the blacklist.
The principal amount of 20,000 or 2,000,000 makes no difference; the system is the printing machine: profit 10%, immediately raise the interest, transfer it to the bank card to buy rice and soybean oil.
Stop loss 3%, automatic shutdown, the screen going black is more awakening than any motivational speech.
The Coin Circle Graveyard is open 24 hours a day, and if you want to live, lock yourself first:
The ear locks away "internal news"
Eyes locked on "wealth freedom screenshot"
Finger lock "add another cut"
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