ETH Was Still Falling

He tried to close the position. Severe slippage made the order impossible to fill. The group chat filled with words he now knew too well: `wick`, `liquidity vacuum`, `exchange hunting stops`, `whale sweep`. Everyone was hunting for an external enemy that could explain their own losses. Pei Yanzhou wanted one too. But the more he looked, the clearer it became that those explanations only covered half the truth. Yes, the market was ruthless. Yes, the exchange made money off fees. Yes, KOLs fed the crowd. But the thing that pushed him to the cliff was his own habit of converting every warning into a reason to push harder. At 7 p.m., he moved in the last of his emergency money.