I'm glad I didn't come across as a jerk. What I would like is see you write a string of satisfied posts about how your trading gives you small but consistent fruits. You're a bitcoin veteran after all.
Do you really get rekt every time, bones, or is it just preventive whining?
(You're free not to answer this, of course. It's just a cocky opening.)
I'd try and make the bet smaller relative to my playroll, keeping leverage at maybe 3 tops, 1~1.5 even better. "Going long" can actually mean buying a few cents and stashing away. So can "taking profit." Increasing the amount in the freezer is probably the most hopeful subgoal to gambling with 100% house money.
I mean: you know a few things about retirement and taxes. I'm sure you made a few calculations. I know you understand this magical internet money fairly well, too. Come on.
To be blunt, my finances are a horror story. I truly am REKT. My cryptocurrency portfolio has never been large. We are talking less than 1 BTC worth ATM.
It's not a huge start, agreed, but by judicious use of a consistent strategy it could grow little by little. The 2J-ladder thingy, maybe. Or if you just held the hedging short since when you started it, now your play money could have doubled easily. That's what I mean by "consistent". And "judicious" means you
would have managed to hold it without getting rekt soonish (with some sweat, granted) if it had been a small amount (like 10-20% of your play bankroll).
Also, everyone knows the saying that those who can't, teach. Definitely applies to me when it comes to retirement. I have jack shit saved up for retirement and I am 50.
I feel you, man.
Sometimes I'm just tempted to liquidate all my meager cryptocurrency holdings right now. However, a part of me wants to hold on for as long as possible because quite frankly, it gives me a little ray of hope that maybe things will turn around, and I can delay the looming bankruptcy filing indefinitely.
Are we joking or what? Chin up and HODL!
I will probably regret this posting, since I have bared all to practical strangers. Oh well, at least it was a little therapeutic to have my own pity party.
No names, no pain. And you got yourself off the target list as well. It probably isn't all that bad.