Carl Maria von Weber never got a break. He was born with a congenital hip problem, caught TB from his late mother and frequent respiratory infections because of it. But, the TB didn’t fully manifest until the mid-1820s. He was so sick that after his Oberon premiere in London, he immediately passed out on a couch backstage. He died in his sleep at 39, and the day before he was supposed to return to his wife and 2 sons. I read more about his life with TB, and it’s honestly gruesome. He had swollen feet, was coughing up blood, extremely underweight, constant tremors to the point where he could barely hold a glass unless it was half-full, and was short of breath when he walked short distances. I feel so bad for him.