Seneca: It appears as though this plague moved in a…

To be born is to be exposed. No one gets a life without paying something for it: illness, disappointment, separation, fear, eventually death. This is not a bleak accounting exercise; it is the condition that makes compassion rational. If every person you meet has been wounded somewhere, arrogance becomes harder to sustain. So does the fantasy that a trouble-free life is the standard you were owed. Seneca asks us to listen to people's stories. Behind the polished LinkedIn profile, the cheerful photo, or the confident presentation is often a private cost. That should not make us hopeless. It should make us patient. We are all handling an inheritance we did not choose. Today, when you feel tempted to complain that life has been uniquely unfair, remember the invisible burdens around you and respond with a little more endurance.