Up late at night, I kept staring blankly at that position sitting on unrealized losses. I knew full well the market was already twisted—where interest-rate cut expectations and the US Dollar Index move together—but whenever the numbers turn green, I feel like cutting my hands; when they turn red, I flip back and forth, calculating to get back to the break-even line. To be honest, I really envy people who can still sleep well despite the volatility. Honestly, I’m even a bit jealous—how do they manage to treat money like just numbers? I even get up and touch the coins in my hardware wallet lock, making sure they weren’t stolen… I’m done. My sense of security probably only comes from physical buttons.