Stock live trading P174: No passion left.

I don't have much passion for creation now, but I used to write thousands of words a day casually. I'd read history, read martial arts, and after finishing, I could write a few hundred words of casual notes. Now I don't write anymore.

Since I quit the stock market, my creativity has also declined sharply. My favorite thing used to be getting up in the morning to write a trading review, but now I'm too lazy to write it. Actually, there wasn't much to review in the first place. It was just the same few positions sitting there every day, what was there to review? Before, I was moving every day, moving chaotically every day, that's why I reviewed every day.

Now, I am the market, and the market is me. There's nothing left to write. I've already merged with the market, basically won't trade, and certainly won't gamble. Slowly accumulating capital, slowly making money. Slowly discovering the various beauties of life.

I walk tens of thousands of steps every day, meeting all kinds of people, talking to various people. I eat a ketogenic diet every day, haven't eaten rice for 6 days, only fish, meat, protein, and fat. I'm visibly getting better day by day.

It's just that it would have been so good if I could have done these things when I had money before. How happy I would be now.

But I still haven't lost everything now, I can cover my own bottom. I believe my story won't end like this. I go through hellish things every day. But I can still greet tomorrow with a brand new state.

Have you ever experienced a margin call that lost you millions? Have you ever been ridiculed and scolded by everyone? Have you ever been beaten up and injured in a foreign land with nowhere to go? Have you ever been coldly stared at and mocked by countless people on the roadside? Have you ever been mocked and cursed by dozens of people in various ways every day?

I've experienced everything, but I haven't fallen. I will ultimately be the winner.