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The $TRUMP Trade It was a normal afternoon. I was on the lounge, watching Encanto with the kids, half distracted, scrolling Twitter. Then I got a ping on Discord: “TRUMP coin just dropped.” I didn’t think, I just opened the trading app and put in $40,000. I'm not about to miss getting brutally rugged and raped. But the transaction didn’t route properly. I checked the app. I was down 99%. I rushed to the PC to see what'd happened. My wife was jogging on the treadmill, right in front of my desk. “I need the computer,” I said. “I just started,” she said, already annoyed. “This is literally the only time I—” “Trump dropped a coin!” I yelled, pushing her to the ground. I sat down. The price was already 80c. He had just posted it on Truth Social. I ignored the loss, refocused, and started entering again, $10K at a time, up to $1.40. $100K in. It was still unclear if it was legit. Then the price dipped hard back to 80c. Then Trump posted it again, this time on X. That was the moment I figured it wasn’t a hack. Unlikely someone compromised both his accounts at once. Even dropped $50K in for a mate who trusted me. $250K in. Then I shut the PC down, got the kids in the car, and went to the shops with the family. I didn’t sit there watching the chart. An hour later, I opened Phantom at the shops to see how it was going. TRUMP – $1,000,000. I still believed. Hadn't sold a cent. How am I gonna sell the presidents coin under $10. Over the next 48 hours, it ran to $70. My position hit over $8,500,000 AUD. It felt unreal. This is what I’d always dreamt of. I actually couldn't believe it. I kinda still can't believe it. I’d been around crypto since 2020, buying with a few hundred bucks and hoping for a miracle. I flipped NFTs at 3am for $100 profit when I had work the next morning. I ran around the room screaming when I made my first $10,000 on a memecoin. I GRINDED my way to my first million. I gave it my all for 5 years while working full time and raising two small kids, trying to make something out of my life. This time, after years of building up my balance and confidence, I put $250K into something that was barely confirmed, and it paid off. I told my wife to quit her job. She didn’t argue. Monday, I walked in and handed in my own resignation. We had enough to pay tax, enough to buy a proper home, enough to live without pressure. Most of all, we had time to be around the kids, to stop grinding out every dollar. I'm still watching the markets, albeit a lot less fun nowadays. Partly because I'm a degenerate gambling addict. Partly because I want to catch the next one. If I do find one more, it’s not for me anymore, it’s for the next fifty years of my kids lives. And if not, that’s fine too. I already got my shot. And I took it.