Crypto Trader’s Diary
July 1, 2026
10:47 PM
Another day glued to four monitors. BTC just broke $112k and I’m sitting here eating cold pizza like it’s 2021 all over again.
Bought another 0.8 BTC on the dip last week at $98k. Felt like a genius for about 48 hours. Now it’s pumping and I’m fighting the urge to sell half. The classic “this time is different” copium is strong. Twitter (X?) is screaming about ETF inflows and nation-state adoption. Some guy with a cartoon frog avatar is calling for $200k EOY. I both love and hate how much I believe him tonight.
Portfolio up 14% this month. If I don’t touch anything, I might actually make rent without selling plasma.
Goal for tomorrow: Stop checking CoinGecko every 11 minutes.
July 3, 2026
3:12 AM
I didn’t stop checking.
ETH is dumping on no news. Or maybe there was news—I don’t even know anymore. Some random Korean exchange FUD, or was it a whale moving coins to Binance? Everything sounds the same at 3 AM.
Sold my SOL at a loss because I got scared. Immediately bounced 9%. Of course it did. I hate this game.
My girlfriend asked if we could go out for dinner tomorrow. I told her I had to “monitor the macros.” She gave me that look. The one that says she’s calculating how many more months until she leaves. Can’t blame her. My sleep schedule is destroyed and I smell like energy drinks and regret.
Note to self: Touch grass. Or at least open the blinds.
July 5, 2026
8:55 PM
Today was beautiful.
Woke up to BTC at $118,400. My leverage position (yes, I know, shut up) printed. Closed it with +31% in 36 hours. Transferred profits to the “maybe buy a house one day” wallet. Then immediately felt empty.
That’s the sickness. The green candles feel good for about twenty minutes, then your brain starts whispering “what if you had gone all in?” or “you should have held longer.” Greed is a hell of a drug.
Went for a walk outside for the first time in days. Sunlight felt illegal. Bought my girlfriend flowers as an apology for being a ghost. She seemed genuinely surprised. That made me feel worse.
July 6, 2026
11:22 PM
Black swan energy in the air.
Some big player got liquidated. Chain reactions. BTC dropped to $105k in forty minutes. My hands were shaking when I averaged down. Did I just catch a falling knife or am I the knife? Hard to tell when your heart rate is 140.
The Telegram channels are apocalyptic. Someone posted a picture of a noose made out of USB cables. Dark humor is the only humor that survives in this market.
I’m not selling. Not this time. If it goes to zero, at least I’ll have learned something. (It won’t go to zero. Right?)
July 8, 2026
1:15 AM
Up 4% today. Recovered most of the damage.
I keep thinking about that quote I read somewhere: “The market can remain irrational longer than you can remain solvent.” I’ve been irrational and solvent at the same time for years now. Miracle, really.
Maybe I should set stricter rules. Like, no trading after midnight. No revenge trading. Take profits at 20%. All the things I tell my smaller accounts to do but never follow myself.
Or maybe this is just what I am now. A degenerate gambler with spreadsheets.
But damn… when it works, it really works. The dopamine is unmatched. Nothing in the normie world hits like a 10x.
Final entry for the week
Still here. Still breathing. Still addicted.
Tomorrow I’ll wake up, check the charts before I even pee, make another stupid or brilliant decision, and do it all over again.
See you on the other side of the next candle,
— A guy who definitely needs to touch grass but keeps buying more monitors instead.
