Uncertainty. Anticipation. Apprehension.

All this is killing me. The same time last year, the previous year, and the other year, I felt it, and I was right. What if it happens again? What if I never know what I did wrong? What if it was never me that did anything wrong, but it has to look that way in order for things to be "right"?

Why is this so complicated? What makes it so complicated?