We want to control as much as possible. We want life to go according to the script we wrote. We are putting all our strength into making this script correct and adequate, and we are glad when reality matches this scenario.
In fact, we cannot control anything. It is impossible and knowing this hurts us. We refuse to accept this fact and continue to build new plans, new illusions.
Allowing life to go the way it does is a great skill mastered by a few.
It is so important to us that life obeys us. This becomes proof that we are right, that we are real, that we are worth something.
Why do you need this evidence?
Is it not enough evidence of your existence to see the dawn, hear music, or put your thoughts into words? Is it not enough?