Why me?

I feel as though I am the chieftain of the tribe of the 'Confused'. Why must all tribulations and trials befall me only? Why do I get caught in this vortex of emotions and at the end get screwed? I mean c'mon it's not like I go looking for such things...They are so many things on my mind. It's like thie weird rollercoaster ride that my thoughts are on and I am so scared. I don't want to make any wrong choices but I don't know the right ones either. And if I don't choose I'll never know. But then again, what if this choice is like that strong wind of change from where there is no point of return. It's like I am caught between what the world, my family expects of me and what I want. I don't want anyone especially my mother to be unhappy for me but... Am I committing a grave sin, if all I ask for is a life free from confusion and doubt? As my student DW says, "Wallah kasam... I don't understand anything"....