The dark horse has turned into a golden horse 🐎

What happened? Are you treating me like a Japanese person?

2026 is off to a good start With the Japanese concept of Meme and the Vibe coding concept, this should be the moment I've been looking forward to. I've been anticipating this day—new investments, seizing opportunities, making profits. I thought that when the numbers in my account started moving again, my happiness would return as well. However, amidst this collective celebration, I unexpectedly fell ill. Not physically, but mentally. Yes, I was diagnosed with depression, and it's been over a month (but thankfully, I've started medication and self-treatment, and my symptoms have eased). Why did I suddenly become depressed? 1. As I age, I become increasingly anxious about the uncertainty of the future. Since the second half of 2025, I've often wondered where the future lies. This has led me to frequently fall into anxiety. 2. The market changes in October made me realize that I had completely anchored my self-worth to the fluctuating account balance. To combat the pain of losses, I forced myself to become somewhat numb, even cutting off emotional perception. 3. I mistakenly bet my life and happiness entirely on uncontrollable market games. 4. Perhaps the threshold for dopamine has been raised too high by the market, and many things in life no longer stir any emotions in me. For example, food, movies, walks, etc. 5. Fear—I fear the profit loss after mistakes, doubt, suspecting that luck has played a bigger role than skill, and fear that I don't deserve this luck. This anxiety of gain and loss is even worse than when I experience losses. Admitting my vulnerability I have to admit, the market may have recovered, but I have not. We are always accustomed to focusing on the recovery of the balance sheet, but we rarely pay attention to the collapse of our psychological balance sheet. In this game of money, human greed and fear are infinitely magnified, and our nerves are repeatedly pulled until they lose elasticity. This is not being overly sentimental; this is a stress response under long-term pressure. This is the soul sending out a distress signal: it is tired, it no longer wants to dance with the candlestick charts. Waiting for the "mean reversion" of the heart In finance, there is a term called "mean reversion." Prices will eventually return to the center of value. I think human emotions are similar. This depression may also be a forced "mean reversion." It forces me to stop, to step out of that crazily spinning centrifuge, and to re-examine my relationship with money. Is it really necessary to sacrifice the ability to feel the sunlight for those few numbers? Is it really worth it to miss out on the present life just to not miss every market wave? The market has returned, which is great. But more important than the market's return is the return of the self. The market is always there, rising and falling, never sleeping or extinguishing. But there is only one "me." If a bull market comes and you are not happy, then this bull market means nothing to you. May we all find our way home amidst the towering mountains of candlestick charts.