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My name doesn’t matter — but I’m a 52-year-old businessman from Istanbul. I’ve done well for myself over the years: real estate and construction. I’ve seen currencies rise and collapse, gold shine and fade. But nothing — nothing — has come close to Bitcoin. This is the story of a $350,000 bet I made in 2016 — and why I’m still holding it today, with no plans to sell until Bitcoin hits $200,000. How It Started It was the summer of 2016. I was at a dinner party in Bodrum, sipping rakı with some friends. One of them — younger guy, into tech — started rambling about Bitcoin. I had heard of it before, but never paid attention. To me, it sounded like internet nonsense. Digital money? Scarcity on a hard drive? Please. But he was passionate. He talked about decentralization, limited supply, how it was like “digital gold.” I liked his conviction, even if I didn’t understand half of it. That night, I stayed up reading. Andreas Antonopoulos, Reddit, obscure blogs — I went deep. I didn’t fully get the tech, but I understood the principles: money that no government could touch, that no central bank could inflate into dust. And with everything going on in Turkey — the devaluation of the lira, political instability — it just made sense to own something outside the system. So I moved $350,000 from my personal investment account, and bought around 350 BTC at roughly $1,000 each. Why I Bought It? Honestly, For Fun. I didn’t need the money. My businesses were doing well. It was a gamble. A bet on the future. I told myself: Let’s see what this magic internet money does. I didn’t even tell my wife at first. I stored it on a Trezor, wrote down the seed phrase on paper, and put it in a safe. The Wild Ride 2017 came — and suddenly, Bitcoin wasn’t a joke anymore. $2K… $5K… $10K… $20K. My little “for fun” bet was now worth over $7 million. People around me started asking questions. I smiled and played dumb. Then came the crash. 2018. Back to $3K. Most people panicked. I didn’t. I’ve seen markets collapse before. But Bitcoin didn’t feel dead. It felt… inevitable. I kept holding. In 2020, the world shut down. Everything was chaos. I saw governments printing money like it was nothing. Meanwhile, Bitcoin? Still ticking. Still secure. Still capped at 21 million. That’s when I knew: This wasn’t just fun anymore. This was insurance. This was freedom. Now It’s 2025 Bitcoin hit $110,000 this May. That original $350,000 is now worth nearly $40 million. And yet… I haven’t sold a single satoshi. Why? Because I don’t need the money. I have houses, businesses, cars. I live well. This Bitcoin bet is not about wealth — it’s about principle. I want to see it hit $200,000 — just to prove I was right to believe in it when nobody around me did. Not the bankers, not my friends, not even my financial advisor. They all told me I was crazy. Maybe I was. But crazy seems to have worked out. The Plan? I’ll sell a portion at $200K. Not because I have to — just because I promised myself I would. The rest? Maybe I’ll give it to my children, maybe I’ll donate it, maybe I’ll just leave it untouched and let it ride into the future. Bitcoin changed how I see money. It reminded me of the importance of sovereignty, risk, and vision. And the funny thing? I still consider that $350K to be one of the least stressful investments I’ve ever made. No tenants, no paperwork, no regulators. Just pure, beautiful code — and conviction. So here I am, still holding. See you at $200,000. Just for fun submitted by /u/FutureBner [link] [comments]

May 26, 2025 - 06:19

My name doesn’t matter — but I’m a 52-year-old businessman from Istanbul. I’ve done well for myself over the years: real estate and construction. I’ve seen currencies rise and collapse, gold shine and fade. But nothing — nothing — has come close to Bitcoin.

This is the story of a $350,000 bet I made in 2016 — and why I’m still holding it today, with no plans to sell until Bitcoin hits $200,000.

How It Started

It was the summer of 2016. I was at a dinner party in Bodrum, sipping rakı with some friends. One of them — younger guy, into tech — started rambling about Bitcoin. I had heard of it before, but never paid attention. To me, it sounded like internet nonsense. Digital money? Scarcity on a hard drive? Please.

But he was passionate. He talked about decentralization, limited supply, how it was like “digital gold.” I liked his conviction, even if I didn’t understand half of it.

That night, I stayed up reading. Andreas Antonopoulos, Reddit, obscure blogs — I went deep. I didn’t fully get the tech, but I understood the principles: money that no government could touch, that no central bank could inflate into dust.

And with everything going on in Turkey — the devaluation of the lira, political instability — it just made sense to own something outside the system.

So I moved $350,000 from my personal investment account, and bought around 350 BTC at roughly $1,000 each.

Why I Bought It? Honestly, For Fun.

I didn’t need the money. My businesses were doing well. It was a gamble. A bet on the future. I told myself: Let’s see what this magic internet money does.

I didn’t even tell my wife at first.

I stored it on a Trezor, wrote down the seed phrase on paper, and put it in a safe.

The Wild Ride

2017 came — and suddenly, Bitcoin wasn’t a joke anymore.

$2K… $5K… $10K… $20K. My little “for fun” bet was now worth over $7 million. People around me started asking questions. I smiled and played dumb.

Then came the crash. 2018. Back to $3K. Most people panicked. I didn’t. I’ve seen markets collapse before. But Bitcoin didn’t feel dead. It felt… inevitable.

I kept holding.

In 2020, the world shut down. Everything was chaos. I saw governments printing money like it was nothing. Meanwhile, Bitcoin? Still ticking. Still secure. Still capped at 21 million.

That’s when I knew: This wasn’t just fun anymore. This was insurance. This was freedom.

Now It’s 2025

Bitcoin hit $110,000 this May.

That original $350,000 is now worth nearly $40 million. And yet… I haven’t sold a single satoshi.

Why?

Because I don’t need the money. I have houses, businesses, cars. I live well. This Bitcoin bet is not about wealth — it’s about principle.

I want to see it hit $200,000 — just to prove I was right to believe in it when nobody around me did. Not the bankers, not my friends, not even my financial advisor. They all told me I was crazy.

Maybe I was. But crazy seems to have worked out.

The Plan?

I’ll sell a portion at $200K. Not because I have to — just because I promised myself I would. The rest? Maybe I’ll give it to my children, maybe I’ll donate it, maybe I’ll just leave it untouched and let it ride into the future.

Bitcoin changed how I see money. It reminded me of the importance of sovereignty, risk, and vision.

And the funny thing? I still consider that $350K to be one of the least stressful investments I’ve ever made. No tenants, no paperwork, no regulators. Just pure, beautiful code — and conviction.

So here I am, still holding.

See you at $200,000. Just for fun

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