The Trade That Fucked Me Over

Overconfidence is a hell of a drug. After stringing together some winning trades with killer returns, I thought I was untouchable—until I blew it all in one go. Why? Because I didn’t have a stop loss. I was so sure I was going to make money that I ended up losing it all: -49.5 points down the drain. My average profits hover around 20 points, and this disaster wiped me out.

I was overconfident, or better yet, delusional. I clung to that position like I was married to it, refusing to let go even when it started tanking. I thought, “Just let it come down a bit, and I’ll bail with a small loss.” But no, I held on tight, riding it all the way to the top—right before the market crashed. Brilliant, right?

This setback didn’t just hurt—it crushed me. I actually considered quitting trading. I started acting like a fucking pussy, crying and rolling over like a dog that just got kicked. Even as I’m writing this, it’s eating me alive. But I have to remind myself: the market is generous if you play by its rules. It doesn’t care about your feelings—so get over it. But no, I was fucking married to that position, and it didn’t just cost me this trade; it cost me every other opportunity I missed. Lesson learned: don’t fucking marry a position, and always keep a stop loss. You’re not a fucking astrologer; you’re a trader

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