In 2015, I was a top student in the Department of Finance and believed that the bull market could change my destiny.
I threw my tuition fees into the stock market, listened to the stock gods, took orders from high positions, and suffered huge losses overnight.
From then on, we embarked on a dead end road called "recovering money" - stocks, private equity, foreign exchange, and virtual currencies. The more we speculate, the more we lose, and the more we lose, the more we gamble.
Ten years:
My parents lost all their hard-earned money, my father was hospitalized due to exhaustion, and the house in my hometown was sold to pay off debts;
Friends are estranged, love is shattered, relatives are broken;
From a proud young man, he became a gambler who was heavily in debt and alienated from his family.
I have seen the madness of the bull market, the despair of the bear market, the sickle routine, and the darkness of human nature.
I have been a retail investor, a student, a receiver, and a reaper.
Finally I understood:
The biggest realization that ordinary people have in the stock market is "I don't want to play anymore."
This is not an investment tutorial or review notes.
This is a true confession written by a ten-year-old leek with youth, family affection and dignity. Any similarity is purely coincidental
