Ten years of cryptocurrency trading, first lost the car, then the house.

Thousands of coins plummeted and there is no place to talk about the desolation. Even if there is a surge, you should not recognize it, tears on your face, hair like frost.

It is difficult to return home from the dream of the bull market, I can't sleep, and I can't eat well.

Looking at the market, there are no words, only thousands of tears.

I expect that every year is heartbreaking, the night of the plunge, the big bear hill.

Being in the cryptocurrency circle is desolate, even if you have money, you don't worry about light, and when will it return to normal after falling all the time.