People in the crypto world

It's all too abstemious.
When there are people in the crypto world with a sense of humanity
Nine years in the crypto world have made me feel that people in the crypto world are living too "precisely"...

Staying in this crypto world for a long time can often lead to extreme mental fatigue, with a suffocating feeling everywhere. Those in the circle may understand that feeling: the deeper and longer you go into the circle, the more "human touch" fades away.

Every day immersed in cycles, fluctuations, contracts, and primary strategies, staring at K-lines, new projects, and new narratives all night long; these have become the entire meaning of life. When the market does not meet expectations, each day feels like a year.

The market is often referred to as a trial ground for human nature, and traders should be wise enough to understand the human heart. But I found that I had forgotten how to love, and I didn’t even know how to accept love. The softest and most touching parts of life have been squeezed out of place in my years of experience in the crypto world. I began to ask myself: Am I still human?

In nine years, I have seen too many people with millions of U in their accounts, yet they are reluctant to spend on a decent meal in reality. When chatting with them, all they talk about is whether the main force has sold off, whether the big players are still in, and where the funds are flowing. But the simplest human experiences, who they like, and who likes them, they look down upon. They, including myself, are not 'human'.

Recent philosophical reflections on the crypto world by Old Cat: The crypto world, a financial utopia woven from technology and greed, cloaked in the guise of freedom and innovation, has a core that is chillingly ruthless. Here, profit is the only passport, and transactions crush all emotions.
You may encounter seemingly charming people, but they vanish in an instant— in the crypto world, even the habit of trusting others is devoured by suspicion, and you instinctively project the market's indifference onto interpersonal relationships, making warmth a luxury.

I once thought that the crypto world was a cradle of dreams, a smooth path to freedom. Now, to me, it feels more like a walled city with no exit, where what is trapped is not the body, but my inherent kindness and goodness. The asceticism of the crypto world is not only an emotional wasteland, but also a silent erosion of the bottom line of human nature. The decentralization advocated by Web3 should have been the key to liberating human nature and rebuilding trust, but the reality is that it has made us distant from each other, our souls cold.

Do we, those who are immersed in the crypto world, still remember our original selves? Where has that self gone, the one whose heart would race at the words "I like you", who felt warmth from a simple greeting? You dare not remember, because in this circle, reminiscing about these things makes you seem weak, even ridiculous. But I increasingly cherish these memories — they are like a faint light, reminding me: what makes us human is not just being alive, but also loving.

I want to say to my future self: I'm sorry, my skills are not enough, I haven't found the holy grail to balance both sides, I need more time.

My crypto friends, have you paused in front of the walls of the crypto world, whether longing to step inside the walls or wanting to escape from them...