Outburst

(Lana)

I felt as though the entire world was conspiring against me, despite the fact that I had committed no wrongdoing to merit any of the injustice I had been subjected to my whole life. It was more than I or anyone else in my position could bear to deal with. 

Every day seemed like a relentless battle, with each setback further fueling my frustration and despair.

The weight of this constant struggle began to erode my hope, leaving me questioning if there would ever be a reprieve from the unrelenting hardships that plagued me. 

I found myself frequently pondering the question of what kind of wrongdoing I must have committed in a previous incarnation for this punishment to be warranted. Was it such a heinous crime that I must pay the penalty for it in this particular one?

My mind was consumed by these ideas, and I found myself questioning the justice of the judgment handed down by the universe.