Risk. It's a word I live with every day as a trader, and sometimes wonder if it's the same word that defines me outside the charts too. Tonight, as I sit here reflecting, I can't help but think about -the two sides of risk-the kind that lifts you up and the kind that leaves you scarred. I've tasted both, and each left its mark.
There was one trade I'll never forget. The market created my setup for a long position, but at a premium zone where sellers would be looking to short, although the setup was near perfect, I noticed liquidity building above a key level, and in that moment, everything in me whispered that it was a trap. My heart raced as I placed the order, knowing that if I was wrong, I'd lose, When price spiked lower, I felt the panic creep in, my stop loss looking dangerously close. But I held on. And just like I had imagined, the reversal came sharp, fast, undeniable, In less than an hour, my account grew, The numbers Were sweet, but what mattered more was the feeling. I had trusted myself, trusted my analysis, and it paid off. That night I didn't just feel like a trader I felt like someone who had chosen courage over fear. That's a memory I carry with pride.
But the other side of risk isn't so kind, I think back to a day when I was riding high on a streak of wins. Confidence had quietly turned into arrogance, and I didn't even notice. I spotted what looked like the type 3 model of my setup, Instead of waiting for the market to confirm, I convinced myself I was already right. I increased my position size far more than I should have and jumped in. At first, the chart moved in my favor, and for a brief moment, I thought I knew what I was doing. Then the market flipped My stop loss and I watched a large chunk of my profits vanish in seconds, all my progress from the previous week gone. The silence afterward was heavy. I sat there, staring at my screen, realizing I had risked recklessly, mistaking greed for bravery. That mistake haunted me for weeks. It wasn't just about losing money it was about losing discipline, and that cut deeper.
What I've come to understand is that risk itself isnt good or bad-it's neutral, it reflects the heart of the one taking it, When I approach risk with patience, preparation, and humility, it becomes my ally. When I let emotions take over, it becomes my downfall, Trading has been the mirror that shows me this truth.
So yes, I've taken risks that left me proud and risks that left me broken, Both shaped me. Both continue to shape me. And maybe that's the essence of life itself learning when to step forward boldly, and when to step back.
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Picture credit: Mine.
I’ve heard so much of the risks involved in trading. How certain risks can turn your life around, and how it could also come crashing down. But you’re right. Taking risks recklessly isn’t what proves bravery. Sadly, you learnt that the wrong way.
Yeah I know better now.
The risk is hard to completely be prepared for but the good part is you learn from it anyways and some days you make greater gains!
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Wow, you're a forex trader by mere looking at this images and chart analysis I could tell. Well as a trader discipline is like a daily food we eat, patience is like the air we breathe so I concur totally to your ideas.
Smiles, u sound as though you’re a trader. Anyways thanks for reading through
Risk is a difficult step to take
I agree with you, but we still have to take it sometimes.
When I saw the chart lol, my younger brother is trader and he shares the fish involved most times.
Nice. Thanks for stopping by though.