As a child life is clueless and it seemed so beautiful. And so does your people around you try hard to make it look that way. You build up an empire based on this fantasy . And it turns out to be one perfect world, only to know later that its a bubble that's just about to burst.
We grow up being taught in certain way and then expect us to unlearn and behave in certain other way. Simple things are easily complicated for apparently no reason. But expectations to handle them are stupendous. By the time you are in your mid life the world has succeeded enough to confuse you and made you feel like a culprit for all that's happened, happening and will happen. What's more tormenting is that the ones who made you and who should be knowing you are the ones who throw that arrow right into your heart and not kill you but give you that excruciating pain to suffer for lifelong. But life goes on and some are stuck wondering how and why.
