Back in 2018, I was so broke that I’d skip fries with my burger just to save a dollar. One day, while scrolling through my feed, I saw someone bragging about their crypto gains on Binance. I thought, "What do I have to lose?" So, I took my entire savings—just $27.35—and invested in a token I could barely pronounce. $DOGE caught my eye, mostly because that cute dog logo was hard to resist.
The next morning, I overslept due to my broken alarm, grabbed my cracked Android phone, and opened Binance. To my shock, my $27 had doubled to $54 overnight. I screamed so loud, I’m sure my neighbours thought I’d won the lottery. That moment changed everything for me. I knew I was destined for crypto greatness.
I started preaching the Binance gospel to anyone who’d listen—my grandma, the pizza guy, even my landlord who was chasing me for rent. They thought I was crazy, but I was convinced Binance was my ticket to success. I dove headfirst into day trading, feeling like the Wolf of Crypto Street. At one point, I even 10x'd my portfolio with a token called $SHIBAFLOKIINUMOONROCKET (yes, that's real—don’t ask).
By 2020, life was completely different. I traded in instant noodles for sushi takeout and finally bought myself a proper chair. I set a goal to hit $1 million and promised myself I'd retire once I got there. One day, my portfolio hit $999,999.99. I thought, “One more trade won’t hurt.” Spoiler: it did. I went all in on a token called $MOONRUG, and just like that, it vanished—taking my fortune with it. I was back to square one with $27.35.
But here’s the thing: Binance didn’t just teach me about wins and losses—it changed my mindset. It ignited a hustle I didn’t know I had. So, while I didn’t leave with millions, I walked away with something even more valuable: the drive to start over. Binance didn’t just change my life—it rebooted it.
