“Late Finger’s Day.”

At first, it started with a small loss. I lost twice in a row. In the third loss, I hesitated without being able to quit. I got watery. Position got bigger. When I was late, a large part of my account was already injured. My eyes were turned upside down by the recovery mentality. I wanted to restore it quickly. So I bought and sold it in a much larger size than usual. After a few days of brain trading without sleeping, the account shrank by about half. All the principles I relied on so much, which have always been windbreakers, disappeared in an instant.

Pressing my neck-deep sadness, I reflected on and reflected on what had happened to me. It felt like if I turned back time, all the losses would magically come back. Now I was a person who couldn’t sleep comfortably. When all the ‘victory codes’ that had taken profits for granted disappeared, I seriously wondered if I was good at making profits.

The strong waves of life raised the question, ‘Was everything luck?’

I woke up for three days, dozed off for a little while, slept for two nights, and dozed off for an hour or two like a doze. Then they traded. Gradually, I began to listen to the principles behind the loss. I realized that it’s better to stop at a small size than to make money by watering down. Nothing matters other than the size of the bet. As the size increases, the skills decrease exponentially. As such, the winning rate and the profit and loss ratio collapse. In other words, sustainable profits become impossible.

Psychological controls and trading techniques didn’t work out in large proportions. Too quickly I quit and couldn’t hold on. I was fed up with small profits. Frozen and didn’t work out. The next contract was much smaller for the decreasing collateral, so the difficulty of the game continued to rise. But when I bet small, it was comfortable. Smooth. The revenue was small, but it kept piling up. Even when I lost. I was able to challenge again in the same size and easily recovered.

‘A small bet is the only way to win.’

One sentence I lost 1.529 billion won in seven days… But I already knew it. But I didn’t really know. I feel like I just realized it now. “Bet small.” The reason I’ve been able to keep profitable is not because I watched the market well and followed the trend. Because I’ve been betting small, I’ve been able to keep cool and make a profit.

I had a late break. I accepted the defeat. Then I started trading again with small bets, the only way I could win. Then I settled down psychologically again. I was able to sleep comfortably and exercise. I ate well, walked long, and slept soundly. Small but steady profits began to accumulate again in the account.