ghosthodler on Nostr: How I went from #Bitcoin enthusiast to toxic #Bitcoin maximalist. Primarily anger, ...

How I went from #Bitcoin enthusiast to toxic #Bitcoin maximalist.

Primarily anger, strong, unforgiving anger.
Anger for being told by boomers not to eat avocado toast while they sit in their million-dollar houses, bought for a decent price with money they stole from our generation, which we are currently paying back in the form of diminished purchasing power and lower quality of everything.
Anger for working longer and harder every fucking year, yet getting less and less overtime.
Anger for having to be exceptional, just to acquire the same things our predecessors got for being average.

Alongside came the frustration too.
As a man, being responsible for giving my family the best life I could possibly give them came with pressure. This pressure turned into frustration when I realized that no matter how good I was, the system outpaced me by stealing faster than I could grow ahead of it.

Guilt.
Guilt that I wasn’t giving my wife what her father easily gave her mother.
Guilt that I couldn’t even keep up with what currently was on the table because somehow, overtime there was less, no matter how much I pushed.

As a man, I always knew to take ownership and blame only myself for the negative outcomes of my life. This is why I went above and beyond every time. I left my country, I made it to the US, I made it to the Ivy League, I competed against everyone and everything, and I was successful when measured by every traditional metric. Yet, the average boomer seemed to have historically done way better while doing nothing special.

I actually then realized that the average boomer is actually quite weak, both physically and mentally. Which made sense given the good old saying that states ‘weak men create bad times’.

I also realized I’m not lazy. I’m not a rent-seeker, I’m a builder, an engineer; I’m not afraid to do hard things and compete. I have never aimed to do my best; I’ve aimed to do whatever it takes. I realized I could benefit from a system with rules and no rulers that requires value for value, honesty, and integrity. So I embraced Bitcoin.

I’m no longer angry. I’m not frustrated any more. I don’t feel any guilt. I finally understood what was going on so I adjusted accordingly. I’m at peace now. I will plant trees the shade of which I’ll never lie under, but I will be among the ones within my generation to turn the trend around, and that is a great purpose. Fiat times will be studied in the future, and people will wonder how this was even possible. This is what most haters of Bitcoin don’t get (mainly older generations). Those of us who think like this, we’re not selling, and we’re buying, and we’ll keep buying for as long as monopoly paper can be exchanged for real money, motivated by everything mentioned above. And I will never jump ship because the alternative I already tried and I didn’t like it. It’s enslavement and misery. Because I’d rather go all the way down for the right cause than cowardly jump into becoming a slave to the system again. And I will buy all the fucking supply if the price ever dares go low enough, as will all those who like me understand.

Onward.