My crypto career has ended. Just now, I lost my last 1,000. Now I owe foreign debt, over 4 million. I’ve come to terms with everything. These 400+ weren’t lost in crypto; I lost them doing real-world farming and planting. I lost my house, my car, my marriage, and I have two children. My unyielding spirit brought me into crypto. These three years, crypto has given me hope again and again, only to destroy my hopes repeatedly. I’ve come to accept everything. Starting from owing so much foreign debt, I haven’t wanted to speak for a long time, but today I really want to write something to leave for my past self. Today, I surprisingly talked with Doubao for a long time. No one can understand that kind of feeling from debt anymore. Today, I suddenly realized the words from the Heavenly Way: if my ability can only make me poor and destitute, then being poor and destitute is my value. For my children and family, I will work hard. I hope that in ten years, I can pay off my foreign debt. Goodbye, market. Goodbye, world.