/biz/ - Business & Finance

Cutting loses is based. Don’t fall for the diamond hands meme

>>27540848
Based. I cut at -66% cause too much hopium. I respect you.

>>27541001
>>27541140

Once goalposts started moving it was game over. Convinced a friend to pull out too before he was left holding worthless stock. Even -66% is a win when this scam hits $30 in a couple of days.

>>27540848
>not making a profit
>selling at a loss
After I give my money away, I let them fuck my wife too.

>>27541583
Yeah man, my biggest financial regret, second only to getting in in the first place, is that I didn't cut it earlier. Would've saved me a fuckton of money. But despite the gut feeling that I should sell, I kept convincing myself it'll squeeze. Now, I'm trying to recover both financially and emotionally kek

>>27540848
yesss sell low!!

buy high and sell low, the /biz/ way, never forget

>>27542068
I fell for it too man...

Can't wait for tomorrow when we see 90% losses on WSB

>>27541583
>Once goalposts started moving it was game over
this. my main regret was letting emotion cloud my ingrained judgement: kikes are subhumans and they will always exhibit the worst qualities of humanity, because it's intrinsic to the kike genome. never again will I mistake a kike for a friend or even for an equal. glad I got out.

>>27540848
>selling at a loss
Yes please, it will drop enough for me to buy before the hedgies get raped and I get rich and jews get gassed.

>>27542179
I don't know your situation but what helps me is that I try to see it as a setback. WAGMI but now just a few months or a year later. Unless you took out loans, it probably doesn't matter in the long run provided that you keep investing and do a proper research. Gospeed, anon.

>>27543231
this. I'm down like $100 YTD, meaning one month of meme stock index gains. what I gained was more important: it's okay to hate kikes. previously I just pitied them and wanted their extermination for their own good. now I want it for MY own good.

I will admit I let the diamond hand memes get to me. There was so much peer pressure that I lost my cool and went along with the hype instead of trusting my gut. Hopefully I can learn from this.

It's an expensive lesson, but I probably deserve it after being in the green and not selling.

>>27543580
Damn, I'm jealous. I'm down 2k, which was ~10% of my net worth before I wasted in on GME. Also, based. I used to scold myself for being a racist, because "muh Hitler", "muh, we're all humans". IDGAF anymore, I know I'm in the right here.

>>27540848
Guess what? I never bought in the first place because I knew it was at the peak and it wasn't going to go any higher.

Cope and seethe.

-55% chad here

>>27541583
>when this scam hits $30 in a couple of days.
please do
I require more hedgecoin

>>27544561
also just got stimmies today for more money than i lost

>>27544561
+5% chad reporting in

might as well have held my SPY ETF

>>27544302
erwache! if you would never take a knife to a child's genitals, you're welcome to stand proud as a member of the human race.

>>27544855
so my christcuck parents dont qualify then

>>27545073
nor do mine, sadly. at least we can say with the certainty of lived experience that the final solution is for the good of the world. hitler was only acting on a hypothesis, but I know for sure that he was right about nearly everything.

>>27540848
I know so many people that this financially ruined.

>>27544855
>>27545073
>>27545412
We need to secure the existence of our foreskins.

Only a late retard could have made a loss on GME

>>27545740
Don’t bet money you don’t have to loose.

Biggest lesson here I hope.

+200% chad here. AMA

>>27545412
>>27545740
gotta stay positive though, we can use it as an opportunity to learn (and teach). i made this gme post mortem thread.
>>27533195

>>27546152
You've just described me perfectly.

>>27546064
my preferred method of elimination is to criminalize circumcision. they would evolve into humans in 10 generations. best was to solve the JQ without sullying gentile hands with the blood of lesser hominids.

>>27546421
it's all delousing gas under the wooden doors at this point...

>>27545740
Fucking sad. I lost a grand and am a little pissed but I feel like I learned a lesson at least. Some of these poor bastards are gonna feel the ramifications of their decision for years to come.

I'm still holding though cuz I'm stubborn. The GME will remain in my portfolio as a reminder.

>>27544561
>>27544785
But if you had never lost anything then you would have your stimulus cheque AND your original money.

Why did you buy into a speculative bubble when it was at its very peak?

>>27540848
>realizing a loss
You're retarded. You buy low and sell high. If you miss the timing or the value you hold until it rots or jumps back up over the price you got in at. The only reason you would sell at a loss is if it costs you more to hold or you put in more than you can afford to lose.

>>27542068
>second only to getting in in the first place
Why'd you get in if you were not prepared to lose?
You learned something alright.

Do I sell my 11 shares now for 60% loss. 1500 dollar loss?

Will it bounce at all?

Redditors will be on suicide watch.

Neet here. I sold what I could. I lost about $600 or so. Now, my question is: why isn’t the money I withdrew (the money I “gained” by selling) in my bank account now? The money I “gained” is now in my funds for trading, but my cash balance is 0.00. I’m on ameritrade. Please reply and help me, anons

>>27547779
Serious non-meme answer - nobody knows what might happen in the future, but I personally don't think it will bounce. GME never had any value, so even the hope that in the future they will come up with some amazing product that will make them be worth 300 seems unrealistic.
I suggest reading >>27547391 for your next course of action. If you need the money/would rather put it into something else (like some physical commodity that will bring you joy, or even real stocks with potential) then pull out and work out towards building a portfolio that will cover this shitshow of a stock. If you don't care, then hold it forever and who knows what might transpire

>>27547779
I'd just hold it at that.

>>27548045
Bump

>>27547582
Honestly? I overestimated my loss tolerance.

>>27547779
It's up to you. It might bounce back a bit, it might tank even further and 90 will be the new top. Nobody knows, so whatever makes you sleep better.

>>27542068
>>27542179
THE SQUEEZE IS NOT SQUOZE MY FELLOW REDDITORS. WE ARE "ACTIVIST TRADERS"!

I had planned to sell Thursday but retards convinced me not to.
I knew I was going to lose money by not selling but someone called me a pussy so I lost $200 to avoid being called a pussy lmao

>>27548045
>>27548180
It usually sits in your app balance and you need to withdraw the funds back to your bank account from there. If your cash balance is 0.00 and you did sell and confirmed you were supposed to have money there, then I suggest opening a support ticket with ameritrade and asking them about it.

>>27548431
Weakminded

>>27548045
Pls

>>27542068
>>27542179
The squeeze was real and the math was solid. The thing is that it happened on Thursday and nobody wanted to believe it. That rise from the 60s back to the 400s was not because people were superhuman diamond handers, it was shorts covering from panic sellers.
Your mistake was not understanding the situation in its entirety before committing yourself, and so not having concrete conditions for entry or exit.

>>27548472
My app balance? My actual banking account, you mean?

>>27540848

>got less than 1500% gains on GME
>a gigachad

fucking pick one

>>27548500
if you look at volume, a lot of people had their stock set to sell at 420.69 and as soon as it got there the squeeze was squonked and the hedgies were gonna cover. if you held the bag after 420.69 you should just admit you had no idea what you were doing after that point

everyone else saying BUY BUY BUY after that was using FOMO and sunk cost fallacy to get other people to get in so they could cover their own loss

>>27540848
Why Yes, I bought at $304 and go out at $285.

>>27548597
Your broker is covering your funds while they clear with their clearing house. You cannot withdraw it because the money you see available is not actually your money yet. Wait a week.

I'm going to keep my worthless shares as a reminder whenever I look at my portfolio to never fuck around again

Years of slow but consistent energy and telecomm gains wiped the fuck out in one weekend

>>27541583
>drop some disposable income on stock market (i.e. gambling)
>stock you had faith in stops flying so good
>options are A) take a guaranteed loss by cashing out
>or B) possibly take a loss, or potentially make gains by simply allowing to world to spin for a little while
>people actually choose option A

Sometimes I wonder what the actual average IQ of this board is, it can't be higher than 90.

>>27548045
Correct me if I'm wrong but I think it's not settled yet. There's a settlement process that needs to be finished before your money can become withdrawable again. I think it's called a two-day settlement process. Exchanges will give you the option to reinvest the money in the same or a different stock even though the settlement is not finished.

>>27548597
I mean the cash balance on the app. So if you had initially transferred $1000 to the trading app, lost 400, you should be having 600 on your app balance available for trading. Now you should find an option to ask to withdraw this money back to your bank account. If for some reason you don't see this balance, then wait a couple of business days for it to update and then open a support ticket.
Don't despair my friend, there's no more losses from this point.

Dumb redditors

>>27540848
people will still literally basedhold despite reading this

>>27548870
>just lock up your funds for five years bro, it will definitely go up
>whats opportunity cost
How do you zoom zoom so hard.

>>27549153
Thanks a lot

>>27548870
GME is an absolute dud though, even the biggest investors know it. You can hold it for 80 years as a reminder for this one time you were being stupid, or you can sell it and use whatever money you have left into buying a steady growth ETF that will cover your losses in 10 years time instead.
Hold so you never lose is a poor boomer strategy that shows for nothing besides meaningless stubbornness

>>27548870
It's more like
A) take guaranteed loss by cashing out now
B) take 99% guaranteed larger loss by cashing out later

The fact that you don't understand this ironically proves your statement about the average IQ of this board

>>27547105
>But if you had never lost anything then you would have your stimulus cheque AND your original money.
can’t change the past

>Why did you buy into a speculative bubble when it was at its very peak?
can’t predict the future

also this is my answer
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>>27548870
>if i refuse to believe that i made the wrong decision, maybe it’ll suddenly become the right one!

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>>27549790
>can’t change the past
Should've made better decisions

>can’t predict the future
But anon, trying to predict the future IS THE WHOLE POINT OF INVESTING

You choose to invest (or not to invest) based on how you think the future of a stock will be

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>>27548045
>Neet here. I sold what I could. I lost about $600 or so. Now, my question is: why isn’t the money I withdrew (the money I “gained” by selling) in my bank account now? The money I “gained” is now in my funds for trading, but my cash balance is 0.00. I’m on ameritrade. Please reply and help me, anons

You get instant funds credited to you by most brokers when you deposit your money while it waits for it to clear from your bank. You’re bank doesn’t do the same thing in reverse, so you have to wait for the funds to clear to your bank when withdrawing.

>>27550297
stfu retard

>>27544897
what is the source for this image this please?

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>>27540848
i knew the moment you posted this, anon

>>27540848
...In all seriousness though...
This is another sell-so-we-can-cover-our-shorts shill

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>>27548500
Painful to read but necessary. I got a bad case of fomo and found out what a echochamper can do to a person. Besides that lesson I've learned the game is rigged. I already knew that the media is a propaganda machine but this time it was insane.

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>>27550479
Some people just want to watch the world burn.

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>>27548500
Good points. I've learned about this shitshow a bit late and decided to watch from the sidelines but got drawn into all these echochambers. '5k at least', they said. 'Infinite squeeze', they said. Finally, I FOMOed in. Lesson learned.

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It was just a burger. Why couldn't she understand that? She knew he'd completely changed his life around her eating habits, so why couldn't she give him a break this one time? She wasn't even supposed to have found out. Yes, he had promised her and yes, he had broken that promise, but still in his mind, all it had been was just a burger.
She tried not to judge him. His ratty clothes and unkempt hair made him look homeless. Was he really the next Einstein as she had been told? On the off chance it was true, she continued to try not to judge him.

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Since they are still preserved in the rocks for us to see, they must have been formed quite recently, that is, geologically speaking. What can explain these striations and their common orientation? Did you ever hear about the Great Ice Age or the Pleistocene Epoch? Less than one million years ago, in fact, some 12,000 years ago, an ice sheet many thousands of feet thick rode over Burke Mountain in a southeastward direction. The many boulders frozen to the underside of the ice sheet tended to scratch the rocks over which they rode. The scratches or striations seen in the park rocks were caused by these attached boulders. The ice sheet also plucked and rounded Burke Mountain into the shape it possesses today.
It was a rat's nest. Not a literal one, but that is what her hair seemed to resemble every morning when she got up. It was going to take at least an hour to get it under control and she was sick and tired of it. She peered into the mirror and wondered if it was worth it. It wasn't. She opened the drawer and picked up the hair clippers.
She never liked cleaning the sink. It was beyond her comprehension how it got so dirty so quickly. It seemed that she was forced to clean it every other day. Even when she was extra careful to keep things clean and orderly, it still ended up looking like a mess in a couple of days. What she didn't know was there was a tiny creature living in it that didn't like things neat.
The shoes had been there for as long as anyone could remember. In fact, it was difficult for anyone to come up with a date they had first appeared. It had seemed they'd always been there and yet they seemed so out of place. Why nobody had removed them was a question that had been asked time and again, but while they all thought it, nobody had ever found the energy to actually do it. So, the shoes remained on the steps, out of place in one sense, but perfectly normal in another.
There was something beautiful in his hate. It wasn't the hate itself as it wa

She patiently waited for his number to be called. She had no desire to be there, but her mom had insisted that she go. She's resisted at first, but over time she realized it was simply easier to appease her and go. Mom tended to be that way. She would keep insisting until you wore down and did what she wanted. So, here she sat, patiently waiting for her number to be called.
He wondered if he should disclose the truth to his friends. It would be a risky move. Yes, the truth would make things a lot easier if they all stayed on the same page, but the truth might fracture the group leaving everything in even more of a mess than it was not telling the truth. It was time to decide which way to go.
Sometimes it's simply better to ignore the haters. That's the lesson that Tom's dad had been trying to teach him, but Tom still couldn't let it go. He latched onto them and their hate and couldn't let it go, but he also realized that this wasn't healthy. That's when he came up with his devious plan.
He took a sip of the drink. He wasn't sure whether he liked it or not, but at this moment it didn't matter. She had made it especially for him so he would have forced it down even if he had absolutely hated it. That's simply the way things worked. She made him a new-fangled drink each day and he took a sip of it and smiled, saying it was excellent.
He heard the crack echo in the late afternoon about a mile away. His heart started racing and he bolted into a full sprint. "It wasn't a gunshot, it wasn't a gunshot," he repeated under his breathlessness as he continued to sprint.

>>27540848
Eh I'm in it for the long haul

>>27548870
or maybe cut losses and use the funds to invest in something that actually has value? better to get out at $75 instead of $10. you're the one that's retarded and going to be holding those GME bags forever.

>>27551546
She looked at her student wondering if she could ever get through. "You need to learn to think for yourself," she wanted to tell him. "Your friends are holding you back and bringing you down." But she didn't because she knew his friends were all that he had and even if that meant a life of misery, he would never give them up.
He picked up the burnt end of the branch and made a mark on the stone. Day 52 if the marks on the stone were accurate. He couldn't be sure. Day and nights had begun to blend together creating confusion, but he knew it was a long time. Much too long.
The headphones were on. They had been utilized on purpose. She could hear her mom yelling in the background, but couldn't make out exactly what the yelling was about. That was exactly why she had put them on. She knew her mom would enter her room at any minute, and she could pretend that she hadn't heard any of the previous yelling.
He couldn't move. His head throbbed and spun. He couldn't decide if it was the flu or the drinking last night. It was probably a combination of both.
It was easy to spot her. All you needed to do was look at her socks. They were never a matching pair. One would be green while the other would be blue. One would reach her knee while the other barely touched her ankle. Every other part of her was perfect, but never the socks. They were her micro act of rebellion

He picked up the burnt end of the branch and made a mark on the stone. Day 52 if the marks on the stone were accurate. He couldn't be sure. Day and nights had begun to blend together creating confusion, but he knew it was a long time. Much too long.
Green vines attached to the trunk of the tree had wound themselves toward the top of the canopy. Ants used the vine as their private highway, avoiding all the creases and crags of the bark, to freely move at top speed from top to bottom or bottom to top depending on their current chore. At least this was the way it was supposed to be. Something had damaged the vine overnight halfway up the tree leaving a gap in the once pristine ant highway.
The box sat on the desk next to the computer. It had arrived earlier in the day and business had interrupted her opening it earlier. She didn't who had sent it and briefly wondered who it might have been. As she began to unwrap it, she had no idea that opening it would completely change her life.
Indescribable oppression, which seemed to generate in some unfamiliar part of her consciousness, filled her whole being with a vague anguish. It was like a shadow, like a mist passing across her soul's summer day. It was strange and unfamiliar; it was a mood. She did not sit there inwardly upbraiding her husband, lamenting at Fate, which had directed her footsteps to the path which they had taken. She was just having a good cry all to herself. The mosquitoes made merry over her, biting her firm, round arms and nipping at her bare insteps.
He wondered if he should disclose the truth to his friends. It would be a risky move. Yes, the truth would make things a lot easier if they all stayed on the same page, but the truth might fracture the group leaving everything in even more of a mess than it was not telling the truth. It was time to decide which way to go.

>>27548500
Nah m8. There are multiple variables involved. Yes the shorters were fucked and the margin call was coming but robinhood and others really fucked the momentum by literally not allowing buyers and although RH is not the majority of the stock market traders for GME the FUD was already spreading everywhere. The uncertainty on how long you couldn't buy for or if they would open up buying only to restrict it directly counteracted with the potential for a squeeze. Following the thursday drop the hedgies doubled down with their new short positions at the top and made a ton of money back.
Hedgies could've covered but they had several days to do it and they thought it was worth waiting it out until the unorganized public loses interest to just delay the squeeze as much as possible.

>i sold at the top
the only chad image chad enough for this feel is 420.69mb

>>27548183
I too over estimated my loss tolerance.

Lost about .75% of my net worth and seething. Lol

Valuable lesson learnt, just as it was learnt in crypto 4 years ago.

>>27554760
> just as it was learnt in crypto 4 years ago

I don't think you learned

>>27542068
Same. I lost $120k by not selling EOD yesterday. And $350k since Wednesday last week.

>>27555175
Nope I didn't. Brought into the hype and got burned again.

Thanks for the constructive feedback.