Back in 2018, I was broke broke. Like, “skip the fries with the burger to save $1” broke. Then one day, scrolling through my timeline, I saw someone flexing their crypto gains on Binance. I thought, "What’s the worst that can happen?" So, I took my life savings—a mighty $27.35—and threw it into a random token I could barely pronounce. $DOGE sounded cute, and that little dog logo? Adorable.
Fast forward to the next morning: I woke up late (alarm clock broke because, y’know, broke life). I opened Binance on my cracked Android phone and saw my $27 had turned into $54 overnight. Y’all, I screamed so loud my neighbors thought I won the lottery. That day, I decided I was destined to become the next crypto king.
I started telling everyone I knew about Binance. My grandma, the pizza delivery guy, even my landlord who thought I was late on rent. They thought I was crazy, but I was convinced Binance was my ticket out the struggle. I started day-trading, convinced I was the Wolf of Satoshi Street. One time, I 10x’d my portfolio with a token named $SHIBAFLOKIINUMOONROCKET (don’t ask).
By 2020, my entire vibe changed. I went from eating instant noodles to ordering sushi delivery like I was Jeff Bezos. I even bought a real chair! But here’s the kicker: I told myself I’d retire when I hit $1 million. One day, my portfolio was sitting at $999,999.99, and I thought, "One more trade won’t hurt."
Y’all, that’s when Binance taught me my biggest lesson. I went all in on some token called $MOONRUG... and poof, it was gone. Just like that. I was back to $27.35, right where I started.
But here’s the twist: Binance didn’t just teach me about gains and losses—it gave me the hustle of a lifetime. Now I’m out here grinding with real knowledge. That’s why I say Binance didn’t just change my life—it restarted it.
