I have serious trouble understanding myself. Every time I do something I have no clue why. For example my sister was going to tell me a story about her and her boyfriend but not to tell mom and dad.( Most likely drank) but after she said not to tell I said I didn't want to know. I don't know why I didn't want to know because I came up with like 5 possible reasons, maybe I was jealous, maybe she was just to excited about it, maybe I feel that it is wrong ( Or wait is drinking wrong it is not like she got super drunk she gets good grades and works hard does she not deserve to unwind? No it is wrong there are other things she can do and she probably only did it because it is daring. Or is it?) Its like this for everything most of the time I don't care. Sometimes it is kind of important that I can form an opinion.