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Society poisoned us with the plague of must dos. We must have boyfriends, pretty hair, gorgeous body, fancy clothes, censored vocabulary. We must bow down when we are being told to comply, or accept the limits that are being imposed. We must marry a man with at least five qualities (one of which being wealthy status), have a big rock on our finger, and at least two curly-haired, chubby-cheeked children. We must render faults to all those who have wronged us, instead of forgiving them. We must use weaknesses to build our empires, instead of our sweat and constant efforts. When has 'must' become the epitome of misery?

 When has 'must' become the epitome of misery?

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