I wasn’t born a trader. I’m just a guy who got tired of watching life pass by, chasing dreams that never landed. Years ago, I was all over the place—jumping at every stock tip, glued to the charts, thinking I could outsmart the market with grit and a hunch. Spoiler: I couldn’t. I blew accounts, lost sleep, and learned the hard way that trading isn’t a sprint—it’s a war of patience and discipline. But I didn’t quit. I dug in, studied the game, and turned my scars into systems. Today, I’m proof that you don’t need a Wall Street pedigree to win, just the will to master yourself and the market.