I'm driving myself crazy again with questions that will never be answered. There's no way of knowing what's going on in someone else's brain. But instead of accepting that, I run through constant what-if scenarios, all the while entertaining further hypotheticals by trying to anticipate every possible outcome of any situation that would lead me to a resolution that I feel like I need and am owed, knowing that I have to own what I have because this is it. This is the way things are and will be. They don't change. Things rarely do once they've been committed to and whatever I do to fight it, the crazier I am to resist. 

When will I get over the fact that things don't fit into a box. The world doesn't revolve around what I want. I'm a speck of nothing in mountain of heavy sighs. That's the world as it is. This whole self-aware human thing isn't all that great as everyone spends the years telling you it will be.