Staring at the floor price for half an hour, my fingers almost got sparks from the friction, but I still couldn't bring myself to click that stop-loss/sell button. Honestly, it's just like a breakup: dragging it out with the hope of "giving it one more chance," but the longer I wait, the more it hurts, with fees and time costs draining like interest every day. Recently, the fee rate has been pushed to the extreme, and the group is arguing fiercely: is it a reversal or just more bubble squeezing... I'm even more irritated. Later, I simply grit my teeth and admit defeat, clearing those emotional positions. Surprisingly, my mind feels clearer, at least I won't wake up in the middle of the night from a needle prick. For now, even paper sculptures are quieter than this stuff.