In 2018 I mapped out a plan to make $5 per day so I can be able to make $100 in the 20 trading days that’s was in a month.
Bear in mind that $100 was N36,000 in 2018 & my monthly salary was just N28,000, I figured if I can be making $5 everyday trading on my $100 forex account in six month I’ll be able to quit my job & focus fully on trading.
It never really did workout as planned but I planned & planned & planned every single day to better my life, I had everything planned out even though the plans were collapsing on me but I had hope & that hope was the only thing waking me up every morning.
If you don’t have anything to live for there won’t be a thing to die for, I wake up every morning with a heavy heart, I’ll starve & save my salary for two months, which was just N25,000 for me to be able to fund $100 to my Hotforex broker then
My Colleagues at work were buying new wears, new phones with their salaries but I was blowing mine on my MT4, somedays I go to bed crying silently & my pillow will be soaked with tears by morning, I still had to wake up by 5am to head out & wait for the staff bus.
Bro I literally didn’t do anything with all the money I earned working that job except funding my account & blowing it few days later, so many times you see me post a tweet saying “Sad boys shall smile again” many of y’all thought I was just tweeting, no I wasn’t just tweeting, I was the sad boy, all my prayer then was to be able to smile one day, I always say to myself that “one day I’ll be happy”
I was looked at as a failure, well I don’t blame anybody that looked at me as a failure cos I would have still looked at me as a failure if I was you.
My Niqqas all were doing good but I was doing something called forex, always broke with no money, any salary that drop in my account will be funded to Hotforex the next minute & I might probably blow the account in next 3-4days, rinse & repeat, I wasn’t buying wears or even swagging out, I just Dey press my Infinix Hot 5 everyday looking at lines called chart.
Bro I’ll come on twitter then & nobody was even talking about forex, only some white guys were trading then, Konji Dey wound man, man no even get babe, normally sef babe no go look my face cos I no reach and I no get level then.
Fast forward to December 2018 I burst everywhere, I have raised my account from $100 to $350 & I took a risky trade on two positions, 1 lot size & 0.50 lot size, I was on duty and I was asked by manager to fill up the Mikano generator with the diesel suppliers, while we were filling up the generator I forgot I was on a trade, I later remembered & checked my phone, all my life I have never seen a bearish drop like that, my account went from $350 to $1,750, I saw the profit & I had to check again to be sure if it wasn’t my demo account.
I checked & it was my real live account, my hands were shaking but I was able to quickly close the trades, I was on my Hogan Guard Uniform standing at the gate which was my duty post, I couldn’t say a word, cars were horning for me to open the gate but I couldn’t hear anything, bruh I zoned out, tears start Dey drop for my eyes cos Omo I don really suffer, Nobody believed in me and there wasn’t no prop firm that I knew of then, I was just struggling on my own.
Office closed, everybody went home I stayed back, slept a the duty post, woke up around 1am & placed another trade, took two positions 1 lot size each on USDCHF woke up by 6am I was running on $1,300 profit again, I want craze that day, 6:30am my colleague came & I handed over duty to him, I went home & couldn’t say a single word to anyone.
I placed a withdrawal & $3,000 landed in my UBA bank account, I looked at it and looked up, a little tear dropped, I smiled & from that day till now, I made a vow never to go back to old days.
I made millions with my infinix hot5, that’s why I don’t trade much with laptop or trading station.
24 Dec 2018 I tear ride codedly, the pic you’re seeing on this post.
DOL Nobi New Boy