I'm now filled with regret, really, truly deep regret. A heartfelt monologue: if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have taken out a loan to go all-in. I'm really an idiot. I will never mess with these things again. I'll be working and paying off debt for the next 20 years. Cut my losses, brothers. It's all over. It won't rise again. This time is different from before. Look around—exchanges are shifting to US stocks and precious metals, just fighting for survival and paying employees. I've already lost everything—my spirit, my health, everything. I've lost interest in all things, like a dead dog. It's all over. Now I understand a truth: the things that give you temporary comfort will inevitably come with a heavy price. No gambling addict ever has a good ending.