#XTTA 18 years old, you've just been. When I went to college, I heard that you can make money by speculating in coins. You open an account, take the living expenses given by your parents, buy an altcoin, and three days later, it doubles. You feel like a genius. 20 years old, you're a sophomore, and your account has doubled. You start skipping classes, staring at candlesticks all day, fantasizing that you're going to be the next Buffett. Until one day, the market suddenly plummets, and all your profits are gone, and you lose your principal. You scolded: "Dog Village!" Then uninstall the software. At the age of 22, you graduated and got a regular job. The salary is not high, but it is enough to live. One day, a colleague was talking about stocks, and you were itching and downloaded trading software. This time you learned to be obedient and only bought bitcoin for "value investment", and as a result, the pie went sideways for - a year, and you couldn't stand it and sold it. The next day, it began to skyrocket. At the age of 25, you jump ship to a financial company, your salary goes up, and your confidence returns. You start to study technical analysis, draw trend lines, look

MACD, swearing: this time is different. As a result, the year-long deep bear is here, and your account is cut in half again. You comfort yourself: just bad luck. At the age of 28, you met a girl on a blind date. She asks you what your hobbies are, and you say, "Research and investing." She smiled: "That's good, I'll hand over the family's financial management to you in the future." Your heart tightens because you know that your account is still losing money. At 30 years old, you're married. At the wedding, a friend asks you, "How are the stocks doing?" You laugh dryly: "It's okay, long-term investment." In fact, your account has lost 40%, but you dare not say. At the age of 32, the child was born. You start to get anxious, milk powder, diapers, kindergarten, everything asks for money. You tell yourself, "You have to earn it back!" So, you increase leverage and fill your position - "inside information". As a result, the next day, the news broke that the exchange was taken off the exchange, and the coins in your hands fell by 30% every day. You sit in the car, smoke a cigarette, look at the numbers in your account, and for the first time feel hopeless. At the age of 35, you finally recognized the reality, began to invest in the Bitcoin market and slowly recovered, and your account finally returned to its capital. But you find that you are no longer the same as when you were younger, cheering for the skyrockets and angry about the crashes. You just calmly look at the candlestick, like watching a movie that you already know the ending. At the age of 40, the child is in school, and the cost of cram schools and interest classes is getting bigger and bigger. You'll buy some altcoins once in a while, but you'll no longer fantasize about getting rich. One day, the child asked. You: "Dad, what's the currency circle?" You thought about it for a moment and said, "It's just a group of people who buy hope with money, but most of the time, what they buy is just a lesson." 50 years old, the child is in college, and the tuition fee is very expensive. You look at the account, and the money you have saved over the years is just enough. You suddenly remembered the dream of "financial freedom" when you were young, and now you understand that freedom is not a number in the account, but no longer kidnapped by desire. In the last - second you hear the bell of the exchange. On the screen, the altcoin you bought when you were young is still trading. And your account has long been cleared. I would say that lowering your chips is success