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I spent the long weekend watching crowds surge through shopping centres, arms loaded with bags, faces tight with urgency. So much rushing, so much buying, so much chasing. It struck me how desperately we pursue things that won't last. There has to be something more.

It started in primary school, with cruel words and fists when words weren’t enough, then high school. I thought adulthood would be different, but the bullying followed me into the workplace. The insults, the subtle reminders that I was never enough. I carried every cruel word like a weight. So, I started drinking. I was 14 years old!