My father is a traditional man. He believes in a 9-to-5 job and a pension. When I told him I was "investing online" he almost had a heart attack. When I told him I was "copying someone else's trades," he thought I had joined a cult. Six months later, I showed him my portfolio. I showed him the money I had made. He didn't say much, but I saw the look in his eyes a mixture of confusion and pride. He didn't understand it, but he couldn't argue with the results. That silence, that stunned silence, was the best validation I could have ever received.
My father is a traditional man. He believes in a 9-to-5 job and a pension. When I told him I was "investing online" he almost had a heart attack. When I told him I was "copying someone else's trades," he thought I had joined a cult. Six months later, I showed him my portfolio. I showed him the money I had made. He didn't say much, but I saw the look in his eyes a mixture of confusion and pride. He didn't understand it, but he couldn't argue with the results. That silence, that stunned silence, was the best validation I could have ever received.

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