Friends, âTis with a heavy heart I report to you that after many a moon spent laboring on this, most fickle of passions â trading â I am a broken man; my funds are depleted, the profits that once freely flowed to my purse are but a distant, bittersweet memory and all Iâm left with is the somber, sullen realization â oh the pain! â that I, too, was taken by the siren call of easy money. âTwas quite the ride; very much the dizzying highs and the terrifying lows. Itâs an open question whether itâs better to have glimpsed heaven only to have the vision abruptly smashed, as I have, or to have never seen at all; for the former leaves you wiser yet glum, the latter naÃ¯ve, yet ever eager. I donât know whether Iâll be coming again. For now, the pain of a dream ripped asunder is simply too great. To the buddies I made, may the gods of trading continue to watch over you; to those I antagonized, heckled or belittled, I invite you to gloat over my demise â I was *truly*, in every meaning of the word, a fool. In no particular order: Commisso, Cubano, Pabst, rs7, Traderfut, darkhorse, chas, trader99, TriPack, richtrader, inandlong, magna, FPC, Babak, VinnyG, axeman, goldenarm, marketsurfer, candle, hitman, aphie, gekko, green dog, vlad, tampa and anyone else Iâve forgotten. Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye?