I’ve been in crypto since 2017.
And I still consider myself a noob.
Not out of humility — but because I still can’t explain to my grandma what the hell is going on here.
And it’s not her fault.
It’s crypto’s.
Crypto defies logic. It resists analysis.
All those traders jerking off to candles, drawing patterns, and hosting seances on TradingView — eventually admit that no cycle repeats itself.
Everything that worked in traditional finance or technical analysis? Here, it mostly doesn’t.
Or it does, only because the crowd collectively believes in the magic.
Every year, it gets harder to answer one simple question:
How is crypto actually supposed to improve your life?
It’s driven by hype, scammy spikes, shit-coins, stillborn projects.
Right now, only Bitcoin is growing.
No alt rally. No fundamentals in play.
Which tells you everything else — beyond Bitcoin — is either dead or in a coma.
Tokens hold no real value.
And the "quiet" guys from the big funds remind us of that ever so politely.
The same ones who used to yell “bubble” and “scam” are now calmly shaking the faith, hope, and last satoshis out of us.
And every time anything happens in the world, the hamsters mass-dump their Bitcoin…
While the funds are already standing by with their pockets full.
And so anyone whose brain isn’t completely off asks:
What the hell is actually going on?
Why hasn’t the tech changed our reality?
Where’s blockchain in maternity wards?
Where are the NFT concert tickets?
Why does everything still feel like 2012?
The overblown expectations.
The L2 “solutions” that were supposed to fix the trilemma — but just smear over the cracks.
The endless Ethereum band-aids that add more layers than utility.
It all leads to one uncomfortable thought:
Maybe our belief was misplaced.
Maybe only the strongest will survive.
Maybe the Wall Street boys figured that out long ago.
That’s why they’re buying Bitcoin.
And you? You bought in 2017.
Traded it all away.
Now you don’t even have 0.5 BTC left.
So now what?
How do you earn back that elusive Bitcoin?
People chase trading, futures, airdrops… mint dogs and hedgehogs, dreaming of catching the next trend.
But the winners?
Same as always — the ones buying the dips. With millions.
We just sit back and watch Michael Saylor buy Bitcoin every Tuesday,
leaving us with crumbs of satoshis as a souvenir.
And you know what that means?
Bitcoin really is digital gold.
And the only thing with any real value.
Everything else is held up by hype, trends, and fatal naivety.
Every year, a new circus.
We’ve tried it all: StepN, clickers, airdrops, wash-trading on Arbitrum and Optimism —
all for a “life-changing” droplet of ETH.
The game keeps getting harder.
Life-changing moments? Rarer.
And those who win?
They just methodically strip away our last illusions.
The conclusion? Brutally simple.
Buy. HODL. Repeat.
HODL, for fuck’s sake.
What lesson is there in all this?
I’m not even sure anymore.
But if you still believe, and still dream of retiring somewhere in Asia —
buy the fundamentals.
Take profits.
Set stop losses.
Because winter will come.
The bear market will come.
And there’ll only be one question left:
Will you have anything left to buy in when Bitcoin smashes through $150,000?
Hope?
Maybe.
ETH. Solana.
But that’s another story.
I’ll tell it next time.
Unless, of course, we all get swept away by another groundbreaking solution based on L28 construct — promising freedom, decentralization, and a thousand Xs — but vaporizing your belief faster than Ethereum gas fees.