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It was July 2017, and I was depressed. Antshares had just announced a rebranding to NEO, and the token was going wild. Every now and then I'd involuntarily pull out my phone and calculate how much my bag would have been worth right now, if I haven't dumped. £100K..£150K...jesus. Instead, my Blockfolio showed £8K, I was down about 50%. I swung between thoughts of quitting crypto forever, and doomscrolling my Twitter and Telegram feeds, asking for calls and praying for inspiration. Then I stumbled my way into a closed TG group of around 15 people- it was an eclectic mix. An Italian high-end furniture salesman. An Australian doctor. Two Dutch guys, fresh out of university and travelling the world. 'BigBoobsMary', who would occasionally post her boobs in the chat (she turned out later to be a dude). I was probably the only one with any serious financial acumen in the group, but we all bonded through our common goal, to escape the rat race and 'make it' through crypto. There was some beautiful camaraderie, and we fed off each others' energy- I was revitalised. Calls were constantly being shared in the group, and while I fomo'ed small amounts, nothing really excited me. I couldn’t shake the fear and doubts from my previous failures. But bitcoin had 5x'ed since January, from $1K to $5K. It surely couldn't go much higher- alts were my only hope. Then once day our Italian salesman posted a new project, WaltonChain. It had a whitepaper, and the premise sounded interesting, the 'Value Internet of Things', supply chain on the Blockchain. Only one small issue- the entire fucking whitepaper is in Chinese. Should we just ape anyway? I couldn’t read it, but the pictures look pretty technical. But then the Singaporean engineer in our group pulled through- he could get it translated. When the translation came through...holy shit, my mind was blown. These guys have been around since 2016. They're building their own RFID hardware, and have a prototype. Their Chief scientist is a former Samsung VP. This could revolutionise supply chain as we know it. This was GOLD. Without hesitation I aped my entire stack on Binance. A few days later China banned all ICOs, and the WaltonChain team announced they're pausing development- prices fell 40%. My PTSD was triggered, and I was devastated. I just couldn't seem to get it right. But I had the pain of fumbling my NEO bags fresh in my mind- the fundamentals were there, and very few knew about it. I held on. Eventually the China FUD cleared, and the team announced they're restarting development. Kucoin announced their WTC listing- finally a proper exchange listing. But the price didn't really move. The next couple of months I was almost in a fugue state, working my full-time job during the day, and scouring the internet by night, searching for any scraps of evidence that WaltonChain would be the one. My wife was worried, this wasn’t sustainable. I reassured her with the blind confidence of a man that didn’t know what he was doing, that I knew what I was doing. This would all be worth it. My TG group kept me motivated. We shared any new info we found. Unannounced partnerships, CVs for the team, plans for new hardware. We had convinced each other. Diamond hands. In November, the token price started to creep up as the narrative started to grow, and there were rumours of a staking program. My £8k grew to around £50k. But I wasn't selling. Then it happened. I was at a corporate wine tasting without signal, so I couldn't do my usual 10 minute Blockfolio refresh. As soon as I stepped out I checked- £150K. What the fuck. It was £70K 3 hours ago. Waltonchain had announced their Guardian Masternode staking program. I was euphoric. I texted my wife- telling her I just made £100k, she responded with confusion. I took the train home as fast as I could, refreshing Blockfolio like a madman. £160K, £180K, £200K. My group was going nuts, we had fucking done it. But noone wanted to sell, they wanted to stake and get their masternodes. It wasn’t enough- Waltonchain would grow 5, 10x from here. All my instincts screamed to sell, this was euphoria stage. Kahneman’s cognitive biases played over and over in my head. But selling felt like cheating on this group I had grown with over the past months. Maybe they were right, and I should hold on? But a switch flipped in my head- it was time. I dumped it all. This success was bittersweet- at first I couldn’t bring myself to say anything in the group. I celebrated with everyone else, acting like I still held my bag. I felt like a fraud. Little did I know though, that this was probably the best decision I made in my life, and it was just the trigger of a cascade of wild events that would play out over the coming months. To be continued...

All they had to do was read the index card. Our education system has failed. 😳


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