I muted the group—suddenly the world felt quiet, and even the “that kind of emotional contagion, where if ETF fund flows change then the coin should go up/go down” spread a lot less.

In the end, I could see more clearly how I was losing money: that order, plain and simple, was impulsive. Seeing green candles, I chased them; once slippage was on, I thought it was more or less the same; I didn’t watch the depth, and the fill was like scraping the bottom of a pot with a spoon… the price spread got wider and wider the more it scraped.

Only after reviewing later did I realize it wasn’t that the strategy was that bad—it was that my order-placing rhythm was terrible. I wanted to swallow everything in one bite, and the market just choked you. Next time I’d rather break it into smaller parts, hang orders there and wait slowly, or just not trade at all—either way, missing out won’t kill me.

I’ve seen too many narratives crash and burn; losing a trade is just paying tuition.