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I can’t remember a time when life felt easy. Sometimes I wonder if I’ve ever really been happy, or if I’ve just kept making choices that led me down the wrong paths. I think about the “what ifs”: what if I’d been born in a different time, to a different family, under different circumstances? But I know, deep down, none of that would change the constant weight I carry. It’s always there, shadowing every part of my life.