Why?
Hindsight is twenty twenty. It never fails. No one sees things when you're in the middle of it. But when you look back... Sometimes the same things you thought made you the happiest person are the same ones that made you miserable. You knew what you had, and you loved what you had, but it wasn't happiness. Other times, the things you thought made you miserable were the ones that mad you happy, kept you sane. You were angry, you were upset, you were pissed off, but you needed them, thrived on them. But in both cases, you don't see it while you're in it. You only see it when its gone. I can't describe some of the things I've lost in my life. Some of them better than I could ever hope to re-attain in my life, some of them I never want to see in mine or anyone I care fors live's ever. I hate that hind sight is twenty twenty, or more that present sight is always failed and skewed.