“Why does this always happen to me?”
Whatever we experience unconsciously—whatever we fail to investigate, understand, surrender to—we will experience again. The purpose of Life is to burst through our tamas, to draw us out of somnabulism. Depending on our density, this may require a two-by-four to the back of the head. Sometimes rude is best: the harder the wood, the brighter the flame.
Life gives us what we need. Always.