In the crypto world for ten years, I have become a mute and also a blacklist collector.

In the winter of 2019, I pulled my cousin into the group and gave him three pages of PDF with red text highlighted:
If ETH is below 120 dollars, close your eyes and pick it up.
He turned his head and bought Dogecoin, reasoning: "It's cheap, just in case?"
Three months later, when Dogecoin hit zero, he cried to my mom and said: Don't stop me, brother.
I became the family sinner, and no one passed the chopsticks during the New Year's dinner.
In April 2021, a former colleague shared her maternity leave salary and privately asked me: Is there a way to make a guaranteed 20%?
I sent her a grayscale trust discount chart, along with an 8,000-word due diligence.
She replied: "Too long."
In two hours, she fully invested in SHIB with 5x leverage.
The next day SHIB spiked, and her maternity leave turned into "maternity leave +1". Her husband scolded her: "You've been led astray by your colleagues."
She didn't block me; I blocked her first—afraid that seeing the two words "Are you there" would cause a heart attack.
The most painful ones are the apprentices who are guided hand in hand.
Last June, his wallet only had 1800U left, and I said: when this is a coffin, only 5% of the ant warehouse is allowed to be opened.
He did as instructed, rolling to 7200U in 32 days.
On the 33rd day at 3 AM, he sent a voice message: Master, I understand now, I want to build a community myself.
I didn't reply.
On the 35th day, he went all-in on LUNA 2.0, and after the liquidation, he asked me if he could borrow some capital.
The moment I blocked him, my finger shook more than when placing an order.
I did not delete a person, but the version of myself from two years ago who believed that "teaching" was benevolent.
In the bear market, I learned to swallow my tongue.
Someone shared their earnings of 300%, I liked it.
Someone lost 90%, I light a candle.
In the square, someone asked about the position, and I replied uniformly: I only understand fortune-telling, ten bucks each time.
They scold me for pretending to be a deity, I just smile - pretending to be a deity is cheaper than taking the blame.
Now my daily routine consists of only two sets of shortcuts:
Ctrl + S: Save transaction log
Ctrl + Shift + N: Add people who violate my trading principles to the blacklist.
The principal of 20,000 or 2 million makes no difference; the system is a printing machine: profit 10%, immediately raise the interest, and transfer it to the bank card to buy rice and soybean oil.
Stop loss 3%, automatic shutdown, the screen going black is more refreshing than any motivational quote.
The crypto world graveyard is open 24 hours. If you want to survive, lock yourself up first:
The ear locks out "internal messages"
Eyes locked on "Wealth Freedom Screenshot"
Finger lock "add another cut"
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