A fool and her money...
Hummm.
I feel a lot like a head with my chicken cut off.
No, not a chicken with my head cut off. When you slaughter a chicken by chopping its head off—grew up on a farm, I did—the chicken body flops around, flying and beating its headless body into the ground. The head just kind of lies there blinking like, "what happened???"
That's about how I feel.
As you noticed, I took a while off after my last loss—did a lot of other stuff, let the shock wear off. Today, I put a toe back in... and got creamed again. I'm still not sure what happened! One second, the stock was hovering around my cost basis, the next second, I was stopping out at like a QUARTER lower. In seconds!
I hadn't been greedy. I had missed a sell point because of slow fingers. But I wasn't making big mistakes. Then the bottom dropped out and I'm lying here without my body blinking. I begin to wonder if I am not cut out for this.
Down another $390.
I feel a lot like a head with my chicken cut off.
No, not a chicken with my head cut off. When you slaughter a chicken by chopping its head off—grew up on a farm, I did—the chicken body flops around, flying and beating its headless body into the ground. The head just kind of lies there blinking like, "what happened???"
That's about how I feel.
As you noticed, I took a while off after my last loss—did a lot of other stuff, let the shock wear off. Today, I put a toe back in... and got creamed again. I'm still not sure what happened! One second, the stock was hovering around my cost basis, the next second, I was stopping out at like a QUARTER lower. In seconds!
I hadn't been greedy. I had missed a sell point because of slow fingers. But I wasn't making big mistakes. Then the bottom dropped out and I'm lying here without my body blinking. I begin to wonder if I am not cut out for this.
Down another $390.
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