Why do things happen?

Why am I this way?

People ask these things all the time hoping for an answer that no one can give because it's there, staring you in the face.

We want to be special.

We want to be different.

But in all reality we're all the same.

It's circumstance that makes the difference.

She's not strong because she's been through something.

I'm not weak because I've been through nothing.

It's circumstance.

The entire human race is the product of mere circumstance.

We can't believe that because we need to be special, different.

Why do we need to be so special?

Why do we find it so necessary to identify at a higher level than our surroundings?

We go through loops and holes to find ways to prove how much better we are than our neighbors, when in all reality we know for a fact that we are all the same.

We just can't admit it.

We can't admit that circumstance has gotten us where we are.

We can't admit that circumstance got you your job.

Circumstance got you your car.

Circumstance got you your genes, your skills, your talent, your curses.

And we have to take responsibility for what we do with our own individual circumstance.

Because that's the right thing to do.

Because the world would fall apart if we didn't.

Circumstance holds the world together.

Circumstance can rip it apart.