The rare instance when someone succeeds through hard work tends to be overly celebrated.
As I've grown, I've come to realize that being born into a healthy, supportive family plays a huge role in a child's future. And that's pure luck. You don’t have control over where you're born; it’s a random draw. If you're raised in a dysfunctional family, it creates a negative outlook on life, which can seriously hinder your chances of a successful future. The intense competition and immense effort you put into everything are often overshadowed by sheer luck.
I was once a rebellious child, determined to prove that luck and fate didn't define success, but as I've matured, I’ve come to realize how futile those beliefs were. I watch others march towards success while I feel like I'm falling further behind. It often feels like I started 100 steps behind, and by the time I catch up to where others began, they've already moved far ahead.
Life, in the end, just isn't fair.
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