I’ll never forget the night before the liquidation and bankruptcy.

My ex-girlfriend of seven years,
quietly packed her bags,
and the moment she closed the door, she left.
The room was very quiet.
So quiet I could hear my own heartbeat.
That night,
ten million accounts were about to be wiped to zero,
and love was wiped to zero too.
I sat in front of the computer and smoked cigarettes all night.
No pleading,
no crying—
just suddenly understanding one truth:
When you have nothing,
even your collapse has no audience.
Later, it took me many years
to earn back the money I’d lost.
But that night,
I’ll never forget it for the rest of my life.