When You Don't Know

Every so often life shoots you into a corner and you wonder how the fuck did I end up here. A psych major will tell you it’s your subconscious propelling you. But you wonder hey I do know or at least have an idea of the general direction I wanna be heading in and this is not it.
Lets see if these sentences ring a bell:
What did I do wrong?
I did everything I could?
What did I not do?
How could this happen?
I had it all planned, then?
Your every thought is aimed at probing your mind for a probable explanation. Each day one wakes up thinking I wanna know.
Eventually you don’t get the answer but you move on, but does one ever fully forget cause I think or rather I have noticed myself reminiscing at times and again asking Why, What and How?