After I mute the group, everything suddenly becomes quiet, and I can see clearly what I am truly afraid of: when spot prices rise, I want to hold for a couple more days; when there's a pullback, I start doubting life again; futures are even more ridiculous, even if the direction is right, I can't hold on, if the direction is wrong, I just tough it out, and in the end, liquidation feels like paying tuition.

Position management, to put it simply, is just one sentence: don't bet with an amount that will keep you awake at night on "I'm definitely right this time." I now split my positions into several parts, so if I’m wrong, I can wait for the next confirmation candle, don’t blow all your bullets at once. Recently, the noise about pledging and sharing safety for "compound returns" has been loud, and I see it kind of like a nesting doll—anyway, I treat it as noise first, only understand and can bear it if I really get it… for now, that’s it.