To be honest, I’m surprised this trade has survived until now; luck played a significant part. A few days ago in the early hours, the market was forming a bottom. $PROM The key level held, and the bottom moved sideways without breaking down. I said around 2.212 not to rush and to wait for a pullback to stabilize. It eventually delivered, surging from 2.212 to 5.556, with a return of +7292.09%. That was a very satisfying gain. The market is waited out, and profits are held out. Panic comes from having no plan; losses come from overthinking. Take profits on 80% first, and protect the remaining 20% at the cost price. If it keeps surging, let the profits run. Those who didn’t get in, don’t chase now. This isn’t the time to rush in—wait for a more comfortable entry in the next round. $SOL $ETH

My mother-in-law locked me in the room for two nights, but when she opened the door, she called me “Mom” At two in the morning, I heard the key outside turn once. The door didn’t open. I only heard footsteps slow down and retreat. A year into my marriage, this was the first time I had been locked in my own room all night. I hugged the quilt and stood by the door, pressing my ear against it. The living room was unusually quiet; normally, the sound of the TV would seep through at this hour. I called, “Mom,” but no one answered. I called again, and it was still silent. At daybreak, the door still didn’t open. I grabbed a slipper and banged on the door. The inside suddenly went quiet for half a second, then my mom lowered her voice and said, “The door isn’t locked. The sliding track is jammed, and your dad is fixing it outside.” He spent the entire night fixing it. Lunch was steamed buns gone completely cold, and dinner was cold stir-fried shredded potatoes. They were my first bites of the day. The next night, I heard a piece of paper being slipped through the crack under the door. When I unfolded it, there was only one line: Your dad welded the sliding track shut. It has to be ground down slowly. Go to sleep for now, and stop knocking—you’re making his hands shake. I stared at that line for a long time and suddenly understood everything. The three monitors lined up in the room hummed with their fans all night, their light washing the entire wall blue. I didn’t marry a sliding track; I married $ETH ’s trading-watch room. What my dad welded shut wasn’t the door, but every excuse in the family that could let him leave. The story is made up, but the hand is real. Follow me, and I’ll continue the story next time. Take a quarter-hour break from watching the charts. $ETH $BTC $SOL $BNB

$LTC For this short position, I entered while price was under pressure at a high, without chasing the first sharp drop. The preceding setup focused on repeated wicks near the previous high: overhead selling pressure was heavy, and the breakout failed to hold, so I opened the short in batches. After entry, price failed to reclaim the key level, and bearish follow-through gradually gained the upper hand. Holding it until now, the unrealized profit reached +34.93%. I handled it with an 80/20 split: taking profits on most of the position first, while trailing the remainder with a protective level. If price reclaims and holds the previous high in the short term, the original thesis is invalidated; if I miss it, I will not chase. The bias here is temporarily bearish, but I only recognize structure, not sentiment. As long as the key level above has not been taken out, a weak rebound remains part of the bearish rhythm; once it is reclaimed on strong volume, I will admit the mistake immediately. I will not take profits recklessly during a sharp drop, but wait for a rebound confirmation before reducing the position. For now, I will wait for confirmation and not rush to chase. $ZEC $ETH