The Suffering of The Crypto Holder

I DCA, it goes down. I DCA again, it goes down again. I dont have emotions anymore. I feel like I am in the deep ocean where I dont see nothing but feel the cold water. I look up and see nothing.

As btc goes down, the redness I see starts to mix up with the evening sun. As I look up at the sky I say to myself, why did I enter to crypto in the first place?

I am laying on my bed wondering and pondering when will this crypto suffering end as 2 years has passed. The bright moon I see gives me hope. To the future days where we will moon.

I have now closed my eyes, trying to cope with my losses. I am waiting for a greener day, a spring, a dawn with full of gains… I sleep and fall into this deep slumber.

In my dream I see everything mooning, its like a paradise, its too good to be true I say, as I look at my coins and I see 100x gains. I wake up with excitement, a hope, a light from the above just to realise the pain in my investments.

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