There was a trader I knew who refused to look at a position once he closed it. Never checked if he sold too early. Never checked if it ran higher the next day. Never regretted a dime. I asked him why he never looked back. He said, “Rearview mirrors cause crashes. I drive forward.” Years later, he became one of the most consistent, stress-free traders I’d ever seen. Not the richest — but the calmest. And calm traders last longer than rich ones. Lesson: Your past trades are ghosts. Let them stay dead. Regret is a tax that compounds faster than any return.

Comfort is the silent killer. It doesn’t warn you. It doesn’t hurt. It just slowly lowers your standards until you can’t even remember what fire used to feel like. The trap is thinking you’re fine because nothing’s wrong — when in reality, nothing’s happening. Growth hurts. It’s supposed to. Every time I’ve gotten too comfortable, life smacked me with a reminder: evolve or evaporate.