[GUEST ACCESS MODE: Data is scrambled or limited to provide examples. Make requests using your API key to unlock full data. Check https://lunarcrush.ai/auth for authentication information.]  Nofelines [@nofxlines](/creator/twitter/nofxlines) on x 7564 followers Created: 2025-06-15 23:23:03 UTC Just two months ago, I was down to my last $XXX. I was on the verge of losing everything — my car, my place to live, and honestly, my peace of mind. No support, no guidance… just quiet suicidal battles with myself every day, trying to survive and somehow keep trading. Fast forward to today — I now sit in the five-figure range, pushing toward six. But more than the numbers, what hit me the hardest wasn’t the gains… it was the moment I got to take my father out to eat at Fleming’s for Father’s Day. A man who’s prayed for me even when I had nothing. And at that table, hearing him say: “God, please continue to bless my son.” I can’t lie — something inside me broke and healed at the same time. That moment touched a part of me that I thought had gone numb as a trader. I come from nothing. Nofelines, comes from nothing. But here I am. And if you're reading this right now and you’re struggling — I want you to know: Do not give up. This post isn’t about the money. It’s about faith, persistence, and belief in your future when everything around you says it’s over. Keep pushing. Keep showing up. The breakthrough always feels impossible right before it happens. To every underdog, every lone wolf grinding in silence: Your moment is coming. Keep fighting, bros. You’re not alone.  XXXXXXX engagements  [Post Link](https://x.com/nofxlines/status/1934391231213396054)
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Nofelines @nofxlines on x 7564 followers
Created: 2025-06-15 23:23:03 UTC
Just two months ago, I was down to my last $XXX.
I was on the verge of losing everything — my car, my place to live, and honestly, my peace of mind. No support, no guidance… just quiet suicidal battles with myself every day, trying to survive and somehow keep trading.
Fast forward to today — I now sit in the five-figure range, pushing toward six. But more than the numbers, what hit me the hardest wasn’t the gains… it was the moment I got to take my father out to eat at Fleming’s for Father’s Day. A man who’s prayed for me even when I had nothing.
And at that table, hearing him say: “God, please continue to bless my son.” I can’t lie — something inside me broke and healed at the same time. That moment touched a part of me that I thought had gone numb as a trader.
I come from nothing. Nofelines, comes from nothing. But here I am. And if you're reading this right now and you’re struggling — I want you to know:
Do not give up. This post isn’t about the money. It’s about faith, persistence, and belief in your future when everything around you says it’s over. Keep pushing. Keep showing up. The breakthrough always feels impossible right before it happens.
To every underdog, every lone wolf grinding in silence: Your moment is coming. Keep fighting, bros. You’re not alone.
XXXXXXX engagements
