People who never admit their luck.
Don't care if it sounds like an excuse or something lady fortune playing favorites.
Don't give them false hope, don't assure them certainty when it does not exists.
I don't like stories who had it bad then got better without admitting luck.
And I don't like stories who had it bad just stays bad and blame it all on themselves.
Both have something much more to it. Another layer of history before themselves and more backgrounds deeper than whatever life they even get to experience.
It doesn't help that so many are unaware of the prerequisites they already have and never have to mind earnings; and think that one trait or thing is the key to success.
As long as people do not admit their luck -- do not admit their circumstances, do not admit their genetics, do not admit their blessings and curses, do not admit where their second wind came from; their individual stories will always remain incomplete with a big ??? between steps or an unaccounted factor and therefore half true and ultimately half lie.
It had nothing to do with accountability; that's an entirely different matter only relevant to someone's present and past regrets.
It had nothing to do with effort, or whatever -- it's irrelevant to me.