Three months ago, I was still a retail investor who got liquidated and questioned my entire existence

My account went from 120k USDT down to just 2,400 USDT
Friends laughed at me, family advised me to quit, and I dreamed of red candles and liquidation alerts in the middle of the night
During those days, I thought about giving up too. But then I realized what truly separates people into two categories isn't market conditions, but people themselves
I cut away the emotions and kept only two lines:
Losses are the past, methodology is the future
So I treated that last 2,400 USDT as a "suicide note," and deployed an extreme compound position system that nobody believed in
Stared at the plan obsessively, added positions in batches, cut losses decisively, amplified every single victory
Locked away the emotions, only executed the process
First cycle, I preserved my capital;
Second cycle, I forcefully compounded positions;
By the sixth entry/exit, the market completely exploded——
2,400 USDT, within just 43 days, I compounded it into 172,000 USDT
Some say I got lucky
But I just smiled
Can luck happen once? Then how do you explain 3,200U → 270,000 U, 5,600U → 230,000 U after that?
This isn't fortune, this is treating failure as textbook material, treating liquidations as nutrients, then grinding them into a blade
Now I don't need to work, don't need to worry about rent at month's end
When friends come over for dinner, they no longer ask "did you make money," but instead ask "which coin will pump tomorrow"
I just smile, put my chips in place, and wait for the money to flow in
I never chase pumps—I set traps when others are euphoric
I never get greedy—I cash out when profit targets are hit, preserving every single victory
This system that I've taught others, everyone knows the standards are strict, only those who can listen and execute deserve to keep up with the pace