When Reality Hit Me

You might ask:

If trading caused so many problems, why didn't I simply stop?

Because there were things about trading that attracted me deeply.

The first was freedom.

The idea that you could potentially trade from almost anywhere fascinated me.

You weren't necessarily tied to a fixed salary.

You weren't forced to sell a physical product to someone.

You didn't have to stand in front of people and convince them to buy something.

You could sit in front of a chart and make decisions based on what the market was doing.

And then there was another thing that attracted me even more.

The challenge.

Trading doesn't care who you are.

It doesn't care whether you are tall or short.

Good-looking or not.

Popular or unknown.

Whether you have a PhD or whether you have very little formal education.

The chart doesn't ask for your social status before it moves.

Anyone can participate.

And that idea was powerful to me.

Because somewhere inside me I had this thought:

If I can actually become good at this, it will prove to me that there is more potential inside me than I was using.

Not because I wanted to disrespect average people.

I don't.

There is nothing wrong with living an average life if that is what someone genuinely wants.

But I knew there was something inside me that wanted more.

I wanted to test my own limits.

And trading became that test.