Perhaps I brought it all on myself. Life's happenings, both good and bad, might just be outcomes of my choices. The way things unfolded could be tied to what I did or didn't do. Maybe I caused my own joys and sorrows, and there's a connection between my actions and the events around me.
It's possible that my own actions led me to this point. The twists and turns, the highs and lows, could be a result of what I've sown. What if my decisions, even the small ones, created a path that brought me here? Perhaps this is all a reflection of my own doings, a reminder that every step has consequences, and that's why I'm in the midst of it all now.
Looking back, it might make sense. The dots could be connected between my choices and the situation I'm in. Maybe there's no one else to blame, and it's time to accept that the story of my life, the good and the challenging, was written by me. In the end, maybe I truly deserved all of this, whether I fully understand how or not.