We’ve all felt pain before.
A death of a loved one.
The loss of a dog.
Accidentally clicking on a Nate blog.
Things we wouldn’t wish on our worst enemy.
But nothing, and I mean nothing, is worse than that tweet up there.
A feeling so helpless it would alter my brain chemistry forever.
I’d be at the mall and be thinking about that wallet.
I’d be shopping for groceries, buying the generic version of Cheerios, thinking about that wallet.
The world around me would be in black and white.
Music would sound like static.
Rainbows wouldn’t exist.
Life would be a nonstop plane ride of crying babies.
I don’t think I’d ever get over it.
The worst part is being able to see it and do nothing about it.
It’s like an episode of Black Mirror where someone is tortured for eternity.
Nobody is making him look at the wallet, but how can you not?
For those wondering, it’s likely he lost his passwords to his wallet.
Honestly the most stressful part of owning BTC is owning BTC.
I should probably do that after writing this blog.
But I probably should.
$162 million in lost Bitcoin, man.
I guess that’s just part of life, right?
Like, we all face adversity.
We all take bumps in life.
It comes at everyone in different ways.
Sort of the human experience- you never know what your fate will be.
Some of the richest people are the saddest.
Some of the best looking people have the lowest self esteem.
And some of the earliest people to Bitcoin have no way of accessing it.
Life is a tricky, cruel bitch, and it comes for everyone.
PS: In movies there’s always one guy who can do the impossible hacking job.
I wonder if there’s someone who can access this.
Just verify I get my 10% finder’s fee.
