My name is AnonHODL, and I’m Bitcoin Treasury Injured. 🥲
There. I said it.
Even though every instinct in my sovereign soul whispered “self-custody only,” I ignored it. I let the influencers—the same ones who orange-pilled me years ago—convince me that buying Bitcoin Treasury Companies was basically the same thing as stacking sats. “It’s exposure,” they said. “It’s bullish,” they said.
It sounded smart. Institutional. Respectable. Like I was finally a serious investor—not just some pleb with a cold wallet and a dream.
Fast forward: I’m down 64% in fiat… and 95% in Bitcoin.
I don’t talk about it often. I’m ashamed.
I considered myself a strong, conservative, self-sovereign man of principle. But I got MSTR’d. There, I said it.
Even though everything in my spirit screamed “NOT YOUR CORPORATE STOCK, NOT YOUR COINS,” I bought anyway. Because my favorite Bitcoin influencer needed a sponsorship and the charts looked bullish.
Now I’m sitting here fighting off hopium fatigue, dividend deficiency, and a chronic case of ETF exposure rash.
My portfolio’s shaking. My brain’s foggy. My faith in “Wall Street Bitcoin” is terminal.
I write this post to hold myself accountable.
I won’t let this control me. I want answers. I want sovereignty back. I want affordable ways to recover—like cold storage, DCA, and prayer.
Mostly, I just want the old me back.
The guy who mocked “paper Bitcoin.”
The guy who said “stack sats, not stocks.”
The guy who didn’t need a 10-K to feel free.
If you’re going through this too—you’re not alone.
We’ll get through it. Together.
Just remember: doctors can’t fix paper hands.
So here I am. No more pride. No more pretending I’m outperforming because “Michael Saylor said it’s bullish.”
I’m AnonHODL.
And I’m Bitcoin Treasury Injured. 🙏🟧
