There's something almost liberating about this version of karma. It's not some cosmic scoreboard keeping track of your wrongs, waiting to punish you. It's just you—your habits, your thinking patterns, your blind spots—playing out again and again until reality finally teaches you something.
Think about the person who keeps choosing the same type of relationship, then wonders why it always ends the same way. Or the worker who blames every job for being toxic, never realizing they bring the same approach everywhere. Karma here isn't punishment from the universe; it's the natural consequence of being a creature of habit. You repeat until you change, or you don't change and keep getting the same results. That's the deserving part—not judgment, but alignment.
The twist is that this puts everything back in your hands. You can't wait for karma to fix someone else or for cosmic balance to set things right. You have to actually see your pattern, interrupt it, and do something different. That's harder than believing in distant cosmic justice, but it's also more hopeful. Your karma isn't fixed. It changes the moment you change.