The world does not owe us shit. I hated this gritty realization when it hit me. I figured life would work out exactly as I had imagined it. My career, relationship, health, and family would all somehow align into this perfect dream I envisioned. I would have my house tucked away in the woods, with an awesome family, and ample free time to follow my passions. I mean, I did all the “right” things.