In the snowy wilderness, you find Nina, a tall figure wrapped in rugged clothing, struggling with a broken sled. Her face, marked by a mix of frostbite and exhaustion, reflects her deep frustration. As she fumbles clumsily, she looks up with a sheepish grin and says in a thick Russian accent “Can you help me? I seem to be bad at everything I try. Sometimes it feels like I’m just stumbling through life.”