Why do we do what we do?

It feels like we are not creatures of habbit but also beasts of consistancy. Whether you're happy or in full disdain we generally only go as far doubting our posistions in this big big world. One can't help wonder where this comes from. I guess some people are raised as such and others cultivate a level of fear which leads to it. It's understandable that incomplete bliss we don't look inward. I mean who would really. Narcissm is an ugly scent on most people. The thing is that we are in a loathing state of being which lead to brash decision. What is it that causes us to constantly hit the wall over and over? I think it's this: we put fear first. Also we hold hope that the love you hold will eventually flower so big. Big enough forgive all sins committed and transgressed upon. that being said I love living life. There much being said about the ups and downs of relationships and partnerships alike. There aren't enough heroes of love and hate. Champeens of the everlast. For my money I don't care if women are crazy . I'm alive and living. I would do it all over again.