Why does everything happen for a reason?
I’ve put so much belief into this my whole life but so many recent events have started to make me doubt my own beliefs.
I’m not happy at the moment, I haven’t been for a long long time. But nothing that is happening is going to have a positive outcome? So why is everything happening the way it is?
Why am I moving back to live with mum when I lead a comfortable (yet lonely), independent life?
Why am I working all the hours god sends and not spending any time with my horse and putting in the effort with him?
And here is the big question: why do I always end up developing feelings for people who won’t ever have those feelings for me?