One lucky trade doesn't make a trader. You catch a moonshot, your portfolio explodes—suddenly you're sitting pretty. Then what? You stop learning, stop adapting, stop grinding. Markets shift. Volatility spikes. Your edge vanishes. Months pass. A year goes by. One day you check your balance: decimals where there should be zeros. Game over. Now you're trapped—no skills, no income, no dignity left except asking your parents to cover the bills. That's not success. That's a slow-motion catastrophe dressed up as a victory.