I first started in 2012, there wasn’t much to play with. Bitcoin was my first and still is my most profitable investment, not because it hit 50k but because I have been addicted to it for the longest.
I bought Bitcoin because it was cheap, not because I was able to see into the future. I bought Bitcoin because it was the only adventure I could afford. I did, however, know that this was an impossible loss.
My first Bitcoin cost me $7. I paid someone an extra $1 because I was 16 years old and had no bank account. They agreed to meet because of that $1, said 1 Bitcoin wasn’t worth their time and that I had to buy $100 for them to even consider me. I begged, I begged a lot.
Why did I do that? I met someone online, a toxic persona, someone who was considered the worst member of the forum we came in contact with. Despite their toxicity, they were never banned from that forum, they were too intelligent and sleek, never broke a rule.
They kept pushing me, calling me names, said the chances of me commiting suicide in the next 10 years will increase by 50% if I don’t buy Bitcoin. 10 years I thought, that’s a long time, would I think about killing myself within the next 10 years? Maybe, I was a child and life was good because my parents were the providers, adulthood is different, I had never tried it but it must be different.
I learned I wasn’t the only one who was being bullied to the core, there were more, some had fallen for it and were buying Bitcoin, even sending proof to the bully, screenshots and videos of the purchase.
Fast forward to the day I got my first Bitcoin, we met in a public area, I only had $7 with me and an ASUS U5F laptop. Had previously installed Bitcoin-Qt, the Bitcoin Core wallet which had to download the entire blockchain history to work properly. It was less than a gigabyte but took me over 18 hours on a 1mbps connection.
The merchant whom I had begged to for the longest time ever was someone in their early twenties, had a laptop which was older than mine, wore a track suit and looked like a homeless person, minus the bad smell. After the transfer, he got up, asked for the money and while he was putting the bill in his wallet he told me that Bitcoin will hit $1,000.
“Is that why you’re selling it to me for $7?” was my answer to which he replied with: “I can’t eat air you fucking idiot.”. Got up, looked at me one last time and left without saying anything. I was trying to figure out how long can they survive on a $ if they were to rebuy Bitcoin with the money I gave them. Long enough to waste their time with me.
In the next 5 months I bought as much as I could for an average of $7 each. It changed my life but also ruined it, last time I bought Bitcoin was in Q1 2020. Will trade until my Bitcoin wallet is worth more than $200M, will leave crypto after my liquid net worth is $1B. Until the next one.
