The saying goes, "glass houses should not throw stones." But what about when that stone is you? You're in this house surrounded by glass, waiting to see what shatters next. Everything you love, everything you touch in pieces on the ground. You reach for another piece of glass only to realize touching that glass will cause it to shatter too. But you kept reaching for it.
Until you realize your house should be made of stone, the glass will never stop breaking.
