You can never beat someone who has their SUBCONSCIOUS MIND working for them.
You’re battling against a superhuman backed by a QUANTUM COMPUTER and infinite luck on their side.
Unconscious competence > conscious effort.
Everyone and their pet ferret to me as a child: Don't believe money doublers.
Me: Okay.
Me, 30-odd years later: 10x, 50x, 100x days.
Paid my dues though. Got scammed. Sleepless nights. Lots of studying: entries, exits, sessions, charting methods, risk management, the opponent in the mirror. Thousands of hours charting. "Lost" amounts of money that made me weep (never a loss, now I know. Just tuition fees and the cost of doing business.)
I became besties with debt. Sunk deeper than ever into depression. I decided between forex and me, one of us was going to kill the other. And while I had breath I would keep going. I also quit. Multiple times.
But then I'd be back. Again and again. A diehard tryhard. Egged on by the memory of someone who started same time as me but made it earlier. He had flipped a grand to about 30k in a day. And it wasn't luck. He did it again and again. If he could, I decided, then I would.
I'm glad I didn't have beginner's luck. It is a gift to be indifferent to winning and losing. It is only in the middle of the storm you realize nothing can reduce or take away from you. You are who you are. I am. Everything could fall into my lap or be stripped from me. Yet, I Am. I remain. Complete. Each loss was a gift. Priceless. A lesson that translates to every other aspect of my life besides trading.
Now I've mastered myself and these charts. I wish I could explain how long and hard I prayed for the days I'd be so good at it that I find it boring. For days I'd be able to take care of me and mine with just the click of a button.
I genuinely don't give a fuck about lambos or the conventional flashy trader lifestyle. I am not the sort. But it's nice to know I can turn 1 into 10. That "we have food and we can eat" type shit. I am the strategy. I am the investment. I am the high yield. To some this sounds like arrogance but those who get it get me. It isn't. And it isn't just my story. It's yours, too. Regardless of what your business is.
I didn't and couldn't win until I saw and accepted that I'd always been a winner. I hope you get it. Whatever you're doing, assume that. Please. You're not close. You're already there. Just accept and rest in that truth, no matter what it looks like. Then watch life rise to meet you. To prove you right. Just as it's always done.
A lot of people lack the capacity to really listen. To themselves and others. This in turn becomes the biggest liability to their self. It shouldn't be how you feel but what truly is.
A lot of people lack the capacity to really listen. To themselves and others. This in turn becomes the biggest liability to their self. It shouldn't be how you feel but what truly is.
Single guys need to be joy maxxing. Hanging with friends. Grilling. Lifting weights. Eating steaks. Enjoying a hobby. Grabbing beers. Hitting on girls. Getting rejected (the right one won’t). Laughing about it. Wood working. Side hustling. Reading. Learning niche facts. Locking in. Working hard. Just fully living and enjoying their lives. It’s very attractive when you love your life. It’s very attractive when your life is full. Law of attraction baby. You attract what you are.
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You have to see people's perspectives from their POV. Each person also has a life as vivid as your own. People lie, hate and are self fulfilling. But they're also full of love and capable of wonderful things. Perfect people don't exist, that's a lie. Striking a balance is truth.
If you lost your body and were left only with your awareness, just watching the world, you wouldn’t miss luxury, cars, or any of that surface level stuff. You’d miss tasting food. Feeling the wind on your face. Sitting quietly as trees move in the breeze. Flirting with girls. Playing with kids. Talking with your mom. Laughing with people you love. Falling into the grass, feeling the ground hold you. Even something as basic as drinking water and feeling it satisfy you.
Without a body, you’d realize it was never the big things that made life meaningful. It was always these small, physical moments, the ones you barely notice while you have them.