Last night I suddenly got the urge again—plain and simple, it was that anxiety of seeing the chat get spammed and the feeling of “everyone else has already gotten on the train, and I’m still just watching.” When my brain overheated, I impulsively bought a small-cap Meme. The result? The moment I entered, I got educated by slippage: I looked at the candlestick chart and thought it would dip back, but the liquidity on the pool was paper-thin. I even placed my order thinking I could save a bit on fees—then the price jumped, and I chased it. Chasing it like that, I ended up raising myself higher and higher… In the end, when I tried to get out, there wasn’t enough liquidity. The more I sold, the more I lost, and my whole rhythm got thrown off.

After replaying it, there’s really nothing mystical about it: before placing the order, I only glanced at the hype—I didn’t first break down and check that bit of liquidity on-chain clearly. And I didn’t split it up properly either. I insisted on going in all at once, basically manufacturing that “fear of missing out” for myself. Lately, whenever a celebrity gives trading calls, attention and momentum rotate unbelievably fast. Even veteran players tell newcomers not to take the last step, the last baton—I didn’t believe them before, but now I do… Anyway, for now I should just rein in my hands and wait until my emotions cool down before talking or doing anything.