This week is the most painful week of the year. Five days, not a single moment to catch your breath.

On Sunday, it was still at 74k; on Monday, it broke below 70k; on Tuesday, it smashed through 66k; on Wednesday and Thursday, it stubbornly held at 64k.
On Friday, it dropped to a low of 59k, completely taking away the hope given by Thursday’s lower shadow.
It’s not slow cutting of meat, but continuous blunt force.
The most tormenting thing isn’t how much it fell.
It’s that every time you think it’s almost over, the market tells you it’s not.
Extreme fear level 12, this number is as honest as the market itself.
This kind of week isn’t for trading; it’s for enduring.
Sell what needs to be sold, and those who survive are still here.
Next week doesn’t matter; just get through the weekend first.