They ask, how could this happen here? Well. How could it not happen here?
That's what happens to dreams, life gets in the way.
Just so you know: if this ever happens to you, you will not be ready.
Accidents did not just happen. From time to time they were carefully plotted, calculated, and arranged to one’s advantage-all, of course, under the cloak of happenstance.
Why are you doing this to yourself? When something bad happens, why do you have to pick at it until it bleeds all over again?