I've noticed this pattern. Almost every single time I've begun to make some forward momentum in my life, either I manage to screw it up royally or life just cuts me off at the knees.
It's beyond old. Right now I'm somewhere between depression, panic and a fatalistic acceptance.
Most of you who give half a damn know what this is about and can't help me. I appreciate the moral support though.
I am, however, looking at my options. Taking this one day at a time, one step at a time.