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The disease of retail traders like me is that when it's slightly green, I immediately get drunk, feel like Warren Buffet, and then add positions using hot money. That's very dangerous. That's when you came and snatched my water bottle. You scolded me: 'Wake up! Secure your capital! Don't be greedy!'. Your harsh action made me realize from my momentary intoxication. If you hadn't stopped me, I'm sure I would have vomited blood when the market reversed direction.

I have a bad habit of playing with 100x leverage to get rich quickly. It's like smoking at a gas station. But you're a disciplined security guard. Every time I want to show off my crazy leverage position, you reprimand me harshly. You teach me about the dangers, you teach me that spot trading is calmer. Your firmness in forbidding me from playing with fire is what keeps me alive and with capital until today.

Their strengths are being diligent in learning and actively asking questions. They are now much smarter than the others.

My mental state broke down due to consecutive losses, filled only with the desire to quickly recover capital (revenge trading). My brain's engine was very dirty. But you brought me to your workshop. You drained that dirty oil, you replaced it with oil of patience and risk management. Now my trading engine runs smoothly, not hastily, and most importantly, it's more durable for the long term. You're the best mechanic for my psychology.

Of all the people I know, he is the most active at every gathering. Always providing new information, especially about retro topics.

I swear, reading whitepapers about Zero Knowledge Rollups or Account Abstraction feels like reading worm scribbles. It's dizzying. But you have the skill to translate that alien language into everyday language. You use simple analogies like sending packages or bank transfers. Suddenly, I 'get it' and understand the technology. You've made me a smart investor, not just a blind speculator.

I really love my position that's currently losing money, hoping it will go up again (hopium). But you see it as a disease. As an expert gardener, you take the scissors and force me to cut my losses. 'Cut it now or all your trees will die!', you said. It hurt at first, but it was true, after being cut, the rest of my capital grew lush in other, healthier coins. You saved my asset garden from the bankruptcy pest.

Entering the shitcoin ecosystem is like entering a ghost city, dark and full of traps. I was lost there for a while, my money stuck and unable to get out. Luckily, I found you. You know the backroads really well. You guided me out of that dangerous zone and then directed me to a safe and brightly lit metropolitan city (bluechip). You saved me from becoming a permanent resident of the ghost city.

We met in a Telegram crypto community channel. Our first impressions were of humility, friendliness, and enjoyment in discussing various Web3 projects. Learning and sharing with each other has made our friendship long-lasting.

My experience with this user was excellent. Communication was clear, responses were fast, and they handled everything professionally. Highly recommended to work with trustworthy and a pleasure to interact with him