Yeah some lives are straight-up better. Stop gaslighting me about it.

I’m tired of the “we all have problems” sermon. Sure Karen, your Pilates instructor was 5 minutes late and the cappuccino wasn’t hot enough. Meanwhile some people are choosing between rent and insulin.Some lives are objectively better. Full stop.Biggest reasons:You won the parent lottery or you didn’t.
That’s 80% of the game right there. Good parents + safe neighborhood + no lead in the water = massive head start. Everything after that is playing on easy mode.
Who you know > what you know.
I’ve seen mediocre people land insane jobs because their uncle golfs with the VP. I’ve seen brilliant people stay broke because they’re from nowhere and know nobody.
Body & brain lottery.
If you don’t have chronic pain, crippling anxiety, ADHD that feels like a browser with 87 tabs open, or a family history of addiction—you’re already lapping most of us. That’s not character. That’s RNG.
One or two lucky breaks.
Right place, right time, right crypto dip, right Tinder match who happened to be a VC. We love pretending it was all “hustle”. Nah. A lot of it was dice roll.

Does hard work matter? Yeah, of course. But it’s like saying running faster helps you win a race when some people start 200 meters ahead with better shoes.So can we drop the toxic positivity for five minutes? Acknowledging the deck is stacked doesn’t mean you give up. It means you stop feeling stupid for being tired.Where do you actually sit on this? Do you think hard work still mostly wins, or are we kidding ourselves?No fake deep quotes please. Just your honest take.