Answers // Uncertainty

Something that bothers and intrigues me:
We always want to know the answer to everything. We question absolutely everything because we can't handle not knowing, why? Or how? Or who? Or what, when or where? We as humans have an instinct to find out the answer to every unwritten question, and know the reason behind every little insignificant thing. But sometimes, the truth hurts so much that we miss the uncertainty. Because at least then, we can hope that things will turn out well, or go our way. But that's just it. Sometimes the truth hurts and the pain was not worth knowing the answer to our why.
Now, here's where I ask the question, why is it that this is the way we live? But you know what the sad thing about that is?
If I asked that, I would just be reinstating every point I just made.