$BTC I didn’t even look at the K-line for this trade. A push notification popped up on my phone saying “Fed speech.” I glanced at it, closed it, and then—somehow—ended up opening a position anyway.

200x leverage. It was like using a lighter to light a gas canister, but that day I was just careless.

The price wobbled in the middle—I almost threw my phone. Later I steadied myself, and it kept going up. I wasn’t nervous anymore; it was that numbness of “I’ve already died once, so I don’t care about a second time.”

Now I’m up 644% just sitting there. I stared at it for a long time—no screenshots, no posting, not even telling anyone.

It’s not that I’m being low-key. I just think this money is dirty. I didn’t make it by analysis; I made it by recklessness and luck, hard-holding it through. The kind of money you can’t spend comfortably—like finding a $100 bill someone else dropped on the ground. You use it, but you wouldn’t tell anyone where you found it. 🫠$USDC $ETH