Every time I told my Dad that something was unfair he'd just say, "Life's unfair," and walk away. That pretty much beat the idea into my head.

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Dane R

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Always? I don't remember a time where I thought life was fair to be honest.

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Roadkill The Brave

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I randomly met an old classmate from primary school (so we were 10 y/o when we last saw each other, we're now both 21). She talked about what she's doing with her life... She lives in a super fancy neighboorhood in her own apartment, studies at a private university, travels a lot, drives a brand new Mini Cooper and got her boobs done - all that payed by her super rich parents. She never worked a single day in her life and will NEVER have to worry about money because she'll inherit a s**t ton of money.
I work two jobs seven days a week with basically no time off, still live with my parents, don't have my own car and saved 1,5 years for a single trip (that I'm finally going on in a few weeks).
At least I can proudly say I worked for what I'll have later in life and her boobs look like s**t (I'd sue the surgeon if I was her but she seemed to be fine with it)

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wifeofweasley

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Seeing homeless children begging for food. It can be very disheartening. :-(

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I love it here

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When I cursed my sis and she hit me so damn bad that I f****n' vomited! Aarghhh

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The Panda That Laughs All Day

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I think the main one that stays with me was at my last job. I worked my a** off for two years, from dawn until dusk, spent my own money (and some colleagues also) to keep the training going because our budget was cut, kept having to deal with troublesome co-workers and a boss that kept heaping the pressure on the few of us who worked the most....only for the office to be shut down and all of us were laid off. I spent two years at home, unemployed with little savings. That was the turning point for me.

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DennyS (denzoren)

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The nicest person I knew, one of my best friends who was like family to me for 15 years, and like a father to my husband for 25, ended up with early onset dementia. He was the kindest most patient person I've ever known. He could teach anyone, anything about cars and motors, or machines and how to fix them. Within 2 years he didn't know how to feed himself. If there was Karma, if life was fair, it never would have happened to him (or the other people that live with dementia) He died a few weeks ago. I will miss him forever. Till we meet again buddy......

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tara

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My turning point was when I realized, because I was born a male Im expected to work every single day til the day I drop dead.

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Matt C

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Money is the main curse and cure at the same time, and it's not easy to access.

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RaineHanC

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Since i can remember life has been unfair to me and it's only getting worse. But i always try to smile :)

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Toolkit

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I used to go to a private school and I was middle class (still am) and saw that almost all my friends had more money than me. But in fifth grade I started at a public school and saw that I actually had a lot compared to most people. It made me way more grateful for what I have.

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Walnut Dog

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Every timely mother defended my abusive father in stead of her own children and blamed her own kids when it was my father who did us wrong. Happened every time.

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Stefaan De Clerck

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When one of my favorite restaurants in Monsey, New York called the Purple Pear closed down.

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Yeshaya D

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My gym teacher only gives things to her favorite students. And I'm not saying this because her favorite students are good, some of her favorite students are jerks but can simply play sports well. She only rewards THEM. Uses THEM as a good example. Gives THEM the special treatment. The worst thing is, one of her "Favorites" doesn't lift a finger to actually do gym class. SHE JUST STANDS THERE AND DOESNT DO ANYTHING!!!! I wonder if she only favorites her because she wears a goddamn universe of makeup and doesn't even look good wearing it, and redos it every 6 seconds. On top of that, miss skyscraper makeup bullies me and nobody gives a c**p! But then I walk for like 0.5 seconds and teach yells at me and c**p... I hate her so much.

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Hxllokxty (They/it)

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When I was 7 years old! December 1996 my entire life came crumbling down around me. I went to church that night so it must have been a Wednesday I'm not too sure but I went to sleep after church to hearing that my dad had been rushed to Vanderbilt (Nashville TN) in critical condition due to a motorcycle wreck. He was on life support; his head enlarged, his neck broken, his boots cut right off his feet. This was my superhero; obviously I thought he was bulletproof! After being on life support for a little over a week with no brain activity the life support was turned off. Thats the beginning of my f****d up childhood- moving all the time to try and get away from his family who were constantly trying to call social services on my mom trying to get us taken away but there was never anything wrong so they couldn't. When that didnt work they kidnapped us for an entire weekend... I was about 9 at that point and I was smarter than your average kid so I got my sister off the bus at our house even though they instructed us to come BACK after school. They didnt care we were crying for our mama -that we were homesick and just wanted to go home! So Monday when I seen the opening I took it. I grabbed my little sisters hand and we got off the bus. My mom packed up our car and we headed for Illinois that night! I'm 33 now and its taken me a long time and a lot of anguish to finally learn how to deal with the grief of losing my dad and my childhood all in the same day!

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Jessica Blaze

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Bear with me, I can't remember which of these came first, so I'll tell both. When I was in fourth grade, it was the Trump/Clinton election. Now, I just live in the Midwest, in a small town, so nothing big really happened with me, but my cousin, only a few days younger than me, lives in a big city in California. She was telling me about her best friend's dad who was deported back to Mexico, and I remember trying to imagine growing up with my dad, and I felt incredibly sorry for her friend, and wanted to do something about it ... But I couldn't think of anything a nine - year-old could do. Then that summer, I went to Yellowstone with my family and we met my grandparents there, whom I both love. We were driving along a road to get back to their RV (My brother and I liked spending the night there) and when there was traffic, there was a homeless man holding a cardboard sign, asking for money. I wanted to. I didn't have anything.
I was silent for the rest of the hour long ride.
Those two experiences probably showed me life was unfair. That and the hand life dealt one of my best friends.

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Zoe Stanley

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When my little brother was born.

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TheHalloweenTeen

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Acceptance of skin tone

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Weridwierdwired

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When my first cat died R.I.P panda

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Angry Cat

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When the vending machine scanned me of my money 😭

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Duolingo’s one lover

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When my little sister was born. Has continued for 9 1/2 years.

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that one ace lesbian genderfae

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That you have to pay to live :|

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Agent_fox77

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