It usually goes the same way.
Different people, different tools, the same quiet story playing out in the background.
They said it works. You believed them — for good reason.
You saw the proof. Someone you don't even particularly like made it work. So you paid. One time, or every month since. That hope was real, and it was reasonable.
Then life got loud. “This weekend” became this year.
The login still exists. The charge still hits. And every time you see it, a little weight lands — one more thing you bought and couldn't get to. The story hardens: maybe I'm just not built for this.
But you were never the problem.