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I saw the car coming. Locking eyes with the driver as I walked across an intersection, I knew he was not going to stop. He was coming right at me.

Was this really the end? I still had a lot to do in my life.

Every day in Dubai was a blur of responsibilities for me. I worked from 8 a.m. to 9 p.m., with only two hours of break — barely enough time to pick up my three-month-old son from daycare and drive him home to spend the afternoon in the care of his grandfather.

I was constantly rushing, constantly sacrificing to build a life for myself and my family. I told myself it was temporary, that I was doing what I had to do. But I never stopped to ask what it was costing me until that day I was hit by a vehicle.

I had just parked my car in my usual spot across from my workplace af

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