Letter to my past self before falling for shiny distractions outside Bitcoin
Dear past me, You were curious. I’ll give you that. You heard about Bitcoin, but instead of going deep, you went wide. Very wide. Meme coins. Magic internet farms. Projects with colorful logos and Discords full of hype and zero signal. You said things like “I’m in it for the tech,” while buying tokens you couldn’t even explain. You trusted influencers. You trusted charts. You trusted “communities.” You didn’t understand why Bitcoiners seemed so… intense. Why they kept repeating things like “don’t trust, verify” and “not your keys, not your coins.” You just wanted fast gains. But what you got was a fast education. The rug pulls? Brutal. The gas fees? Hilarious. The realization that you traded scarce digital property for hype coupons? That one stung. Eventually, you came back to Bitcoin. Not because it pumped, but because it made sense. Because it didn’t promise the world — it just delivered something better: sovereignty. No foundation. No pre-mine. No roadmap filled with buzzwords and venture capital goals. Just code. Math. Time. And the weird satisfaction of self-custody. So if you’re reading this and you’re still lost in altcoin land, chasing the next trend — it’s never too late to zoom out and touch some blocks. And hey, if you made it back like I did, welcome home. submitted by /u/criptoretro2 [link] [comments]
Dear past me,
You were curious. I’ll give you that.
You heard about Bitcoin, but instead of going deep, you went wide. Very wide. Meme coins. Magic internet farms. Projects with colorful logos and Discords full of hype and zero signal.
You said things like “I’m in it for the tech,” while buying tokens you couldn’t even explain. You trusted influencers. You trusted charts. You trusted “communities.”
You didn’t understand why Bitcoiners seemed so… intense. Why they kept repeating things like “don’t trust, verify” and “not your keys, not your coins.”
You just wanted fast gains. But what you got was a fast education.
The rug pulls? Brutal. The gas fees? Hilarious. The realization that you traded scarce digital property for hype coupons? That one stung.
Eventually, you came back to Bitcoin. Not because it pumped, but because it made sense. Because it didn’t promise the world — it just delivered something better: sovereignty.
No foundation. No pre-mine. No roadmap filled with buzzwords and venture capital goals.
Just code. Math. Time. And the weird satisfaction of self-custody.
So if you’re reading this and you’re still lost in altcoin land, chasing the next trend — it’s never too late to zoom out and touch some blocks.
And hey, if you made it back like I did, welcome home.
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