Some people call Bitcoin a scam.
Some call it the future.
I call it a reaction.
Not to money itself —
But to the systems built around it.
I’ve always felt restless.
Not rebellious — just… unconvinced.
I never fully trusted the rules I was handed.
Go to school. Get a job. Buy a house. Retire at 65.
It didn’t feel like freedom.
It felt like a contract I didn’t sign.
And every time I tried to play the game,
the rules changed.
In 2008, the market crashed.
In 2020, the world paused.
I watched companies collapse while CEOs walked away with bonuses.
I saw people’s pensions evaporate.
That’s when Bitcoin made sense.
Not as profit. As protest.
It wasn’t asking me to trust it.
It was giving me the tools to choose differently.
So I did.
I didn’t go all in.
I just shifted one piece of my faith —
from fiat to freedom.
People laughed.
“Digital money? That’ll never last.”
The same people now trade NFTs.
I check price movements like I check odds on 우리카지노,
flip tabs between articles and 온라인카지노,
but what I’m really tracking isn’t just value — it’s volatility I understand.
Because at least with Bitcoin, the risk is transparent.
There’s no bailout. No backdoor.
Only code. Consensus. Choice.
Bitcoin is risky. Chaotic. Uncertain.
But so is everything else.
And for those of us who were never offered a fair game,
sometimes flipping the board is the only move left.