That year in the bear market, my friend Cat Brother lost 300k yuan, and in the end, he relied on that remaining principal, gradually climbing back up.

It's not like he completely blew up his account. It was just watching it shrink day by day, like boiling a frog in warm water, and constantly comforting himself, "Hold on, it'll come back."
It wasn't until the day it hit zero that he realized—it's all over.
During that time, I couldn't sleep, didn't want to look at social media, and was too lazy to reply to others' questions.
The worst was when someone asked, "How have you been lately?" because I didn't even have the energy to pretend I was fine.
I really thought about giving up, feeling like this might just be how it is.
Then I saw a sentence that suddenly woke me up: "Losing everything isn't the end; stubbornly holding on is." That's true, money can be earned again, but you can't fall apart with it.
I took out the remaining money, stopped trading high-leverage contracts, and gave up on dreams of getting rich overnight.
Just honestly watching the market, making one trade at a time, even if it's only a few dozen yuan profit each time, at least moving forward. During the hardest times, I would eat only one meal a day, staring at the screen until my eyes ached.
But there was only one thought in my mind—this time, I wasn't aiming to turn things around, just to survive.
So I kept going, slowly rolling, slowly enduring. Not claiming to be very impressive, but I finally understood one thing:
True comeback isn't about how much you can earn in one shot, but about daring to stand up again after losing everything.
If you're feeling down right now—don't complain about it being slow, don't complain about it being little, don't be afraid to start over.
As long as you're still in the game, it's not a loss.