The Cost
The trade closed. Just like that. No hesitation. No second chance. One moment it was active… The next… it was done. Stop loss hit. I stared at the screen, not moving. Not reacting. Just… looking. The number sat there quietly. Bigger than my usual loss. Noticeably bigger. And that difference… That small increase I made earlier… Was now very clear. I leaned back slowly, my hand dropping to my side. The room felt quiet again. Too quiet. “It didn’t have to be this way…” I murmured. Because that was the truth. The loss itself… Was normal. Losses happen. They are part of the process. But this one… This one felt different. Not because I lost. But because I knew why I lost. I closed my eyes briefly, replaying everything in my head. The setup. The hesitation. The tho
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