In the older times, people blamed God, demons, faeries, spirits along with a bunch of other superstition why things happen the way they do, and eachother. Today we blame the society, education system, the markets and eachother.
Generally, people are very bad at reading probabilities and respecting them. We tend to think there are special rules for us, and should by default be given the keys to the city and the universe, just because we hope to be successful.
Nothing wrong with desires for success. But how many times do we desire to improve ourselves? To really appreciate our path, no matter how "long" we believe it has taken us thus far? To churn and strive to uplift ourself and others despite unavoidable setbacks?
Instead, we are enamored with illusions and cling to lies for dear life. How do you know there are so many successful traders out there, or what the face of success looks like? If it's so "easy" for some, why don't they print money from the markets cornering the whole markets over time?
Can we feel grateful for failing, will our greed allow us that much?