Why?

Everything that you tell me is painfully picked apart. Why did you say that? What did you mean by that? Why won't you be honest? When will it all end? This is how my mind works, it never stops the endless cycle of questions. In moments of peace and quite, I am running through all the events in my life, moving out, ending relationships, finding new jobs, constantly running. I can only wonder - who is being honest, why and why not.