Reason vs. Chaos

I think I understand now why people need to believe that things happen for a reason. It’s a basic coping mechanism. Because if things didn’t happen for a reason, why would these terrible things happen to good, undeserving people like them?
But wait, that’s right. Bad things just fucking happen. To the people who don’t ever deserve it. That’s why life sucks. Remember? You have your ups, your downs, and then, out of nowhere, life send you a wallop so severe you’re on your ass on the ground and can’t remember your last name. And then you cry, “Why did this terrible thing happen to me? I’m a good person!”
Boo fucking hoo. Stop whining. Because let’s be honest, life is so beautiful and so horribly shitty in the same second that no one really understands why anything happens the way it does.
So happens for a reason? I’ll pass on that philosophy, thanks. I’m sticking to random chaos, because that idea is more comforting than thinking that these things happen for a reason.