I find that the most outrageous thing isn't how much I've lost, but the phrase "floating loss" creeping into my mind and twisting my brain... When I'm floating profits, I can calmly pretend to be an artist: fluctuations in the floor price are just the temperament of the work; once it gets popular, even just a little, my heartbeat immediately feels like it's being raced by MEV, waking up in the middle of the night, my first reaction is to check my phone, afraid that the next needle will directly teach me a lesson. To put it simply, the profits I make I treat as "not yet in hand," but the losses seem as if they've already been taken out of my pocket, no wonder I can't sleep.

Recently, those large transfers on the chain and the hot and cold wallets of exchanges are always shouted about as "smart money coming in," and I also have the urge to click and check, but the more I look, the more anxious I get: others transfer a little and I imagine an entire disaster movie... My partner even complains, "You monitor wallet movements more diligently than you reply to my messages," I can only say, fine, I do have a bit of a problem. Anyway, I've set a rule for myself now: don't change my plans just because of a few transfers, cut down on checking, and sleep if I can.