Anal

You are so anal that it baffles you why others are not. You hold them to standards that only the mighty can achieve. You forget that they are not simply traffic trying to keep up with you and your endless demands. A congenital pessimist, you perpetually expect things to go awry, and you do everything in your power to prevent it. It disquiets you when there are matters that fall beyond your purview of control or that do not fit in your small, organized world.

Perhaps when you finally comprehend that circumstances are fluid and inchoate you would quit asking unanswerable questions that only lead to more questions, and you would learn that silence, composed and deliberate, sounds better than your merciless vivisection.