Some conversations are harder than they seem.
Like explaining to your parents why you bought something that doesn’t physically exist.
Something they can’t touch, can’t store, can’t fully trust.
That was the day I introduced them to Bitcoin.
We were at the dinner table.
Steamed rice, side dishes, and soft questions.
“What have you been working on these days?”
“Still saving?”
“Are you putting money into your pension?”
I hesitated.
Then said it.
“I’ve been buying Bitcoin.”
The pause was heavy.
Not dramatic — just unfamiliar.
My dad put his chopsticks down.
My mom looked confused, not angry. Just… worried.
They asked the same questions everyone asks:
“Isn’t that risky?”
“What if it disappears?”
“Is it gambling?”
I didn’t defend.
I explained.
I told them it wasn’t about chasing wealth.
It was about choosing where I place my trust.
That I wasn’t betting — I was building.
Not fast. Not carelessly. But with intention.
I pulled up an app on my phone.
Showed them how wallets work.
What a public key is. What it means to “hold.”
They nodded, unsure.
But they listened.
Later that night, I scrolled through 온라인카지노 updates, just to decompress.
Checked a few game highlights on 카지노사이트.
But my mind kept returning to their expressions — part disbelief, part curiosity.
And maybe, that’s enough for now.
They may not fully understand.
But they now know it’s not just a passing trend.
It’s part of how I’m choosing to shape my future.
Not every generation needs to agree.
But we can still explain. Still open a door.
Bitcoin isn’t just about money.
It’s about how we answer the question,
“Who do you trust with your future?”
And for the first time,
I answered: Myself.