Either way, I am pretty new here, and am loving this site all the more.
Short intro - I am trying to learn Forex so I can make a living out of it. I am working with a friend of mine to get a good understanding of the market and create a well off trading strategy. I have the ability to work any time of the day on Forex and currently do so. I am working so hard I feel slightly numb at times, but hey, we have to work for our future, you know?
Extremely long Introduction, possibly even a reply to cover it. Read it if you want, this will essentially be my “life story (with forex)”.
I am in my VERY early 20s. I left school to support someone in need. I moved out of my parents house, against better judgement, because of what I felt needed to be done. I followed a group of friends.
Back when I was in High School, I was told of Forex by a “friend” of mine (explanation why that is in quotes later). He told me so much of his success, because of a family he was with forcing it on him, and having to learn it since he was young (Foster fam).
Forex sounded amazing, but I wasn’t too interested. I was in High School and had a different view on life. Over time, he showed me how much potential one can have with Forex (while ignoring recommended leverage and risk % lol, but again, more on this later) and how much money you can make. I was sold, but still wasn’t a focus. I graduated high school and we went our separate ways. It was hard. the group of 4 of us consisted of him, and 2 other people, both of which were closer to me than him, and one in particular was the closest anyone has ever gotten to me, so essentially, my best friend.
Until my first semester of college. I wasn’t doing bad! A’s and B’s in my chem, calc, other important classes that I can’t remember right now. I kept in touch, but wasn’t until of midway I heard of some of the atrocities that was going on. The other three moved in together, because they went to a school together (I applied to, but wasn’t as successful…cough).
I was devastated at how much this guy (Forex “friend”) turned into an asshole. At this point in life, I already started hating him for a lot of sh… things… but couldn’t fathom that more could be constructed.
My grades sunk as I became emotionally drawn back. I worried for those I cared for, and couldn’t get my head back to school work. My best option was to leave college for now (a lot of plans of returning, even now).
I moved in with them. The F"F" guy was supporting everyone with his Forex account, and actually liked having the group there with him, so he said we didn’t have to pay for anything. We still tried to handle our own items with our own money, but I preferred getting a job. It wasn’t a month later we got evicted (I moved in during some crisis) and apparently it was due to banks freezing his account so he couldn’t take out Forex money.
SO, we moved to another state, and another chance at life. I began looking for a job, as he discovered a new way to get his money and life looked someone ok again. I was pushing myself to stay because I cared for my best friend a lot. Like the " I don’t know why I am doing this, but I will for you, buddy" kind of care. I didn’t care if my life was horrible if I could stand by their side. Not saying life was bad, but it was getting pretty dark in many aspects.
Finally, we began to move up… until the apartment rental manager started to complain on how all the rent we’ve paid (including the future months rent) bounced. This sucked, because my name was on the lease now, so my credit score, which was 0 anyway, is now hit with debt. With me stating that, you could probably guess, yes, we got evicted.
[B]Epic craziness that leads to conclusion and present day![/B]
To sum up the above paragraph; the the F"F" guy was stealing money from his actual parents, didn’t know anything about Forex (at the end of our days there, we found that stuff was bouncing, I finally had an interview for a job, and we was supposed to be working on Forex, but all went down hill) was an overall jerk bag, and I learned a lesson on trusting people. There was a point where we could have continued our life and find another point, but I refused. I told the other two that, if they wanted to join me, they can, but all ties with this liar, jerk, manipulator, had to be cut down immediately. They agreed, and he was dropped off with his stuff at a spot he picked (since I was the only driver, I said I can at least have the courtesy bring him back home (original city and state) and kick him out there) and moved on with our lives. He almost ruined all of our lives with his lies (found out he had A LOT of lies, not just this, but others are a tangent of the story) and in another eye, I suppose us wanting to believe in someone and being gullible in a way.
Now we live with my parents who gladly took us in, and we had jobs for a month. Quit them because it was all at a warehouse where the standards for health are horrible. Can’t say much for people with little to no job experience, but we wanted to live past 30 (like I said, really bad health conditions). My best friend and I started to learn Forex while my other friend got a new job.
We have had our ups and our downs when dealing with the market (get it? haha…ha… ok.) and pretty much scoped out the whole school section (up to undergrad) so far. I have bookmarks to several different sites, like this one, and cross referencing things here and there. We started to heavily concentrate our efforts (was kind of lax at the beginning and working on that, but my friend is a canon) so we can go live.
We understand what life has thrown at us. There has been things done to us that we wish we could have fought. Some traumatic experiences done to both of us, that could probably break some people, and admittedly, I probably should see a shrink for the amount of WHAT THE F— and ARE YOU F—ING KIDDING ME, and I HATE YOUR GUTS experiences we have had.
But I just want to keep pushing forward. I’m making Forex happen.
Some people wouldn’t tell you their story, but I did. Make of it what you wish, my words say I am serious, but my actions will show it.
That is what brings me here. If you read all of that, good on you! That was a lot haha.