#美联储恢复降息节奏 Half a year ago, at three in the morning, I stared at the string of numbers on the screen, my fingers frozen on the keyboard — 200k in debt, with barely over 5k left in the account.

The ashtray was piled high with cigarette butts. That night, I realized for the first time that what had destroyed me was never the market fluctuations, but that restless hand and that gambler's heart.

The turning point came suddenly. I forced myself to stay away from the trading interface for seven consecutive days, just watching the market without making any moves. By the third day, I couldn't stand it anymore, and by the fifth day, my hands were itching to smash the keyboard. But when I finally got through the seventh day, it felt like I suddenly understood something — candlesticks have never targeted anyone; the real danger lies in the undisciplined, instinct-driven version of myself.

Later, I met an old hand who had been in the game for eight years. He didn't tell me any legendary stories, just tossed over a sentence: "You didn't lose to the market, you lost to a lack of systematic trading habits."

This sentence pierced into my mind like a nail.

In the second month, I started to make changes. I focused on three things: only entering the market when the trend was clear, experimenting with small positions without feeling distressed, and considering increasing my positions after making a profit, while transforming stop-loss from gritting my teeth to a reflex. At the end of the month, my account increased from 389U to 81389U. That month, I slept more soundly than I had in the past six months.

In the third month, the number jumped to 159978U. On the day I repaid the first debt, I walked alone by the river for two hours, and the only thought in my mind was: it turns out that turning things around doesn't rely on luck, but on repeating the right things a hundred times.

The account is currently stuck at 819767U. Climbing out of the quagmire has taught me a lesson — debt is not scary, what is scary is getting deeper into the wrong direction.

If you are struggling in the dark right now, remember three points: stop the impulsive hands, steady the panicking heart, and don't keep fighting against yourself. I was once at a dead end, now I stand in the sunlight. This is not a miracle, just a multiple-choice question.

The light has always been there; you just need to take that step.