At thirty years old, $50,000 was not only money. Better homes, safer lives, and calmer mornings were the futures he was gambling with. And he chose uncertainty rather than consistency. That's daily confrontation with existential uncertainty
Everybody likes to embrace the early adopters. Few know how near most must have come to selling following the third, fourth, or fifth gut-wrenching crash. You can believe in Bitcoin without believing in your ability to suffer through a 75% drawdown when everyone, including your inner voice, calls you an idiot. Faith is easy in theories, survival is bloody in practice
Most also ignore the important lever that is job safety net. Real hodling is about building your life so your bets won't ruin you, not about blind bravery. It is not even about money at some point. It's about whether your identity can survive being wrong, for years, in public and private
