Jaye Trade Blogs

Hello.

I don’t know exactly how it is I want to approach this yet, so bare with me if you can. I want to make clear, the point of this blog isn’t for anyone else except myself really. If you like reading what I write, you can feel free to read it, and if not, well you can do what you want regardless.

I’ve recently rediscovered a part of myself that got stowed away during the story I call my life, and I wanted a form to express it in a manner that I can put my message forth into the world, without providing it to anyone directly. This is my story, my life. My blog.

Always wanted to have one of these so it’s nice getting around to doing it. The difference in pressure when doing things is so vastly different later in life, its a crazy comparison to come to understand. I remember back when I was 17 trying my hand at writing out into the world, I felt so much nerves and pressure. I guess I really cared what others thought of me, even though I managed to fool myself into believing otherwise. Situations can be so different in their perspective when you truly and honestly do them for yourself in all manners compared to expecting an outside opinion. It doesn’t matter to me if others don’t like what I’m writing here, or if there’s no interest, because at the end of the day, this is something I was doing anyways in private, and am now just posting.

Writing is honestly sacred to me. It wasn’t always this way, it just used to be another form of expression, but as I’ve changed and gained perspective in life, this process of writing words on paper or typing them onto a screen has truly become something dear to me. A fundamental aspect of my life I deprived for far too long, and to no fault but my own. I don’t want this post to be overly long, as in general I’ve noticed I like to keep prompts short, sweet and to the point, but this post is fairly special. It’s my first as far as this blog is concerned, of many to come, so I supposed its a bit of an exception. Let’s get into why exactly I’ve made this website.

A Traders Journey.

I consider myself a trader. This isn’t my identity, it’s just something I do, and something I’ve grown to truly appreciate and love. Managing finances isn’t exactly where I envisioned my life ending up, and I never would’ve imagined in my early years that it could become something I of all people would feel so passionate about, but time breeds change, and I for one have learned to welcome and embrace the seasons of my life.

I don’t want to really get into all the details of how I ended up here, as honestly I’d be writing for too long, and I’d rather not write half a books worth of information to add context, but I’ll definitely summarize things as efficiently and effectively as possible, or at least try to. I used to invest in cryptocurrencies. Its not that I don’t anymore, but I don’t have the same ideology toward money as I used to, and that shift alone has had a very big effect on my logic and decisions. Before that funnily enough, I started out on Robinhood with stocks, and was doing okay, about as okay as anyone really, but after the Dogecoin rally where it hit 75 cents, and I saw $1000 turn into $25000, I was hooked, and knew I’d never be able to go back.

After that, I forgot about stocks, I invested in all sorts of crypto, not a clue behind my decisions, or the impact they would’ve had on my life, good and bad. Its was part of my journey, and truly, mistakes and all, life is made to be lived, and I’m happy to accept mine for all that it was, is, and will be, even if it can get hard sometimes. And boy has it gotten harder, much, MUCH, harder. Investing is one thing, and essentially, investors can to an extent be seen as long term traders, but to me, day trading is it’s own beast that can never truly be tamed, only trusted enough that it won’t bite you too hard, once you’ve learned to handle it. Maybe that’s my perspective now, maybe I’ll feel differently later in life.

I only recently got into trading through out this journey. I’ve been doing it for almost a year now, but I’d lie if I said that the interest in partaking in the markets this way were never there. It always interested me when I’d see people post and talk about it on the internet, and the way that it seemed to work in my understanding at the time. The thought of being able to work from home, on my own, having the truest form of independence was the ultimate golden ticket to an introvert like myself. Never did I think that the moment I stepped foot into this journey, it would be the hardest mentally, emotionally, and even spiritually undertaking of my life up until this point. Part taking in the market in this manner changes you on a deeper level of understanding that you never would’ve imagined could exist within you. I still remember the first trade I ever took. The first real trade, where I had a stop loss, a take profit, my heart beating out my chest as adrenaline surges through my bloodstream, knowing full well I may lose money. When I got out of that trade, I had to sit down and take a breather. “What the hell was that? What just happened to me?” I was truly dumbfounded. I hadn’t felt that way since the last time I got into a fight, and truly I was in a fight. At the time I thought my opponent was the markets, but over time, experience, and maturity, I’d come to find out the one at the other end of the ring, was me.

I’ve been hooked ever since, and have grown, matured, and continue to do so everyday in my view, approach, and knowledge of the markets. I now trade futures contracts, I use a prop firm, and I’ve been journaling for a few months. The extent of writing I’ve been finding myself doing has increased more and more with each passing day, so I decided instead of writing text prompts to AI where I talk about my trading day, thoughts, emotions, and anything in between, or trying to just write it into a Word file, I’d write it here, and share my journey in the way I’ve been sharing it with myself, with the rest of the world. Trading is a lonely pursuit, so having a way to still feel a connection with others like me, or at the very least with some capacity of the same interests, feels like a great way to harbor my growth in this journey. I used to think I was fine writing to a wall, as that’s essentially what I was doing with AI, or my Word files, but the problem is, when I felt like doing this type of writing, sometimes, a little part of me wished that the wall could listen. I didn’t need, or even want a response, I still don’t, but when you start to feel so disconnected from the world around you, including the ones your closest with, sometimes just being able to write something out and know there’s another person on the other side of the screen just reading what I wrote truly feels like enough.

Thank You For Your Part.

So yeah, that’s how we ended up here. I hope this has been as invigorating of read for you, as it was an entry for me, but even if it wasn’t, I thank you anyways for taking the time to read through this and part take in my journey. I hope if you did enjoy it, you decide to stick around. We may not know each other, and probably never will, but I’m glad we were able to connect to some capacity and leave an impact on one another.

Take care, until next time. – JayesusR