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These past two days, messages in the group have been flowing like a waterfall, and KOL long posts have come one after another. By the time I reach the end, I can’t tell whether I’m researching the chain—or whether I’m just being dragged around by my emotions. To put it bluntly, when it comes to impulsively placing orders, nobody should try to shift the blame: the group is a noise amplifier, KOLs are story generators, but the moment I actually click—that’s still my own finger making the mistake… or, rather, my own greed making the mistake.
Lately, everyone’s been arguing about rate-cut expectations, the US Dollar Index, and risk assets rising and falling together as if they’re following a rehearsed script. But the more I look, the more I feel like the macro picture is just background music—once the rhythm changes, everyone starts speeding up and dancing, jumping to wherever they happen to land. Anyway, I’d rather slow down now. When I see a new protocol, I’ll first go flip through the contracts, like reading a poem that doesn’t quite rhyme—if a line feels off, I’ll note it down first.
Yesterday my mom even asked me, “The thing you bought… is it a company stock?” I could only answer her with half a sentence: No, not really—more like a bunch of prewritten rules. Written well, it’s romantic; written badly, it’s a tragedy. For now, that’s it—tonight I’ll scroll the group less. My brain’s too noisy.