Is there any point in dwelling on the why? We insist on harping on the why me and why now and forget that whatever it was has already happened; without lamenting the why, the best thing might be to move on. Deal with the now and forget about ever getting any answers as to how things got fucked up. It’s another one of those unanswerable questions that insists on hammering at us till we’re broken. Dwelling on the why – that way madness lies.
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