#BTC The truth about being caught in a trap.

Yesterday, a new friend told me that in January last year, it was just a little over 100k. After the end of the month, it started to fall slowly, and by April it hit a low of 745. Back then, I thought that once it came back to 10, I would exit immediately. Finally, in mid-May, it returned to 10. I ran out straight away, and I felt relieved—like I had won. But then it slowly started climbing again, and when I saw it breaking a new high, at that moment I felt like a fool standing outside. The more I thought about it, the more regret I had. When it surged to 12, I finally couldn’t hold back anymore—I went in again, wanting to see 25.

When it reached the peak of 12.6, I felt like I was right, but right after that it began to pull back. From a normal correction, to “hold and don’t move,” to not being able to say anything, my cost was higher than last time, and the price was lower than before. Then I was back to staring at the chart, stuck in the agony of not being able to let go. The only difference was that it felt even worse than before. So yesterday I said that missing out isn’t scary—the scary part is the impulse after missing out. And that impulse is greed wreaking havoc. #比特币突破7.9万美元