i’m tired of paperhands. tired of weak traders dumping at the first sign of red. tired of people pretending to believe in something, only to fold the moment the pressure hits. tired of the trenches being empty—where are the real ones? the ones who fight, who grind, who trade? tired of watching coins with real momentum get rugged by cowards who never had conviction in the first place. tired of fake believers, the ones who talk big but never play the game.