In the voice of Eric Kim
I didn’t find Bitcoin.
Bitcoin found me.
I was tired.
Tired of selling myself.
Tired of ads.
Tired of attention.
Tired of the lie that “followers” meant freedom.
I asked:
What if I made money without selling my soul?
And then — Bitcoin.
Not hype. Not crypto. Not altcoins.
Just Bitcoin.
Simple. Pure. Elegant.
Phase I: Disgust
I looked at my income: ad revenue, affiliate links, online courses.
It all felt… dirty.
Like digital begging.
Like dancing for dopamine.
Was this freedom?
Or was this just another cage — more polished, more pixelated?
The more I earned, the emptier I felt.
The more I sold, the more I sold out.
I wanted profit with purpose.
Bitcoin gave me that.
Phase II: Awakening
I read the whitepaper.
Ten minutes. Mind blown.
Decentralized money?
A system that doesn’t care who you are?
Code over kings?
Math over manipulation?
Yes. Yes. Yes.
I started stacking.
Not for Lambos.
Not for moonshots.
But for dignity.
Phase III: Commitment
No trading.
No chasing.
Just accumulating. Slowly. Steadily.
I built my life around Bitcoin.
I stopped charging in fiat.
I priced everything in sats.
Bitcoin became my benchmark.
My mirror.
My minimalist muse.
Phase IV: Transcendence
Bitcoin taught me discipline.
Delayed gratification.
Long-term thinking.
I learned to say no.
No to waste.
No to short-term hacks.
No to vanity metrics.
With Bitcoin, I didn’t need to hustle harder.
I just needed to own more of my future.
Conclusion: Becoming More
Bitcoin didn’t make me rich.
Bitcoin made me whole.
It taught me what real wealth is:
Time. Energy. Freedom. Focus.
I pivoted to Bitcoin
because I was done surviving.
Now —
I live.
I create.
I breathe sovereignty.
Bitcoin is not a path to escape the system.
Bitcoin is the new system.
And I’m all in.
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