Tangled String

There's always a single strand in the bunch of yarns that feels more tangled and complicated than others.

(by string here, I will be implying a particular situation/thing/person)

Describing the thing, it has been no stranger to me for a long time. The crazy part about it is that it feels mysterious every single time. It is like the tangled knot of a wire that takes one an eternity to solve but still can not separate the two ends.

Every time I look at it, it seems solvable; but every time I try to dwell on it, it is always a rebound.

Sometimes I also try to look at it through the thing’s POV, and it seems like it wants to unscramble too, but does not know the right way around. It tries to make itself so hard that it itself does not know how simple things can be.

But most of the time, I find myself pushing myself around way too much, pressurizing things, and blaming myself for what is rather written in other ways in my destiny. I find myself convincing things my way while ignoring their preference. It is the question of why to change yourself to make it suitable for yourself (but the human brain is too naive to comprehend that). Then comes all such quotes- She deserves something better, or God has better plans for her. But, when one has been craving it for years, it is not easy to rip it off or throw it out of their system. It brings me to square one, having no mercy for me and the thing and trying to untangle the past knots and the one being created right now just for the straight way or my future. Also, I have a question, if I am doing this, then am I moving forward to my destiny or impacting it?