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When does one stop asking questions?
When does one decide that it's easier to not ask, to stay on the outside, rather than get drawn in and have to deal with everything?
Is it just a coping method of trying to avoid unnecessary drama?
Isn't all drama unncessary?
Why would one willingly get involved with a situation they know will create drama?
Why wouldn't one just sit on the sidelines?
Wouldn't you rather watch the drama unfold than be part of it?
Don't you think that sometimes even if you try not to be involved, if you try to keep to your own little world, the drama just has a way of finding you?
Why?
Why not?
Why ask why?
Why not ask why?
Why have a post consisting entirely of nothing but questions that have been rolling around in some deep recess of my mind, not emerging even to myself until I started typing?
Then again... why not have a post like this if it's what I want?
If it's how I feel like expressing the things I don't want to?
Is this my own little drama?

I guess so...