#特朗普数字资产政策新方向 $ZEC To be honest, I used to think I had unbelievably bad luck. Even when I got the direction right, I still ended up losing money. Others would double their money with a single big green candle, but me? As soon as I opened a position, the market would slam me to the ground.

$BOB I lost nearly a hundred thousand in my account before I finally figured it out—contracts aren’t some game where “getting the direction right” guarantees profits. It’s more like being thrown into a carefully designed maze, where the candlestick chart is just a distraction. What really gets drained is your emotions and mental strength.

$ORCA You think you’re making rational analysis? In reality, you’re locked in a battle with fear and greed. You think you’ve caught the trend? In fact, volatility slowly eats away at your judgment.

When I first started, I was obsessed with leverage. I thought with just a few hundred USDT as principal, if I picked the right direction and maxed out the leverage, I could make half a year’s profit in a single day. But reality taught me three tough lessons: the first trade got liquidated on a pullback, the second died in a sideways market, and the third was even worse—the market really did move as I predicted, but not before a single wick precisely hit my stop loss, and only then did the rally start.

That’s when I realized: what contracts really test isn’t your market judgment, but whether you can endure those inhuman psychological tortures.

The real killer is never the rise or fall itself, but those knife-edge moments hidden in the details.

You just added to your position, and the next second, a big red candle crushes you; you grit your teeth and refuse to close, and the market just has a way of hitting your psychological breaking point; when you finally give up, admit defeat, and exit, it immediately bounces back as if it was perfectly timed.

This isn’t bad luck—it’s part of the mechanism. With high leverage, you’re not making trading decisions; you’re burning real money to play a psychological and endurance game with the market makers. When it drops, you question your life; when it rises, you can’t react fast enough; and when it’s sideways, you’re worn down to exhaustion. By the time you’re numb and your hands shake with hesitation every time you try to place an order, your account is pretty much finished.

After losing that money, I finally saw it clearly—the essence of contracts isn’t magnifying your gains, it’s magnifying every one of your weaknesses. Fear, greed, hesitation, wishful thinking—they all get amplified tenfold, or even a hundredfold. In the end, you realize it’s not the market that took you out, it’s yourself.

Now I’ve managed to climb out of that pit. What about you? Are you still stuck in there?