Does everything happens for a reason?

Thinking of few instances in the past, 

I started analyzing the influences of those instances upon my life. There’s a saying, “everything happens for a reason and it happens for good.”Well, I don't know should I agree to that completely. 

Today is for the strange vicarious feeling, which i often feel, and which forms the backdrop of all my experience. It’s very difficult to define this feeling.

It’s part nostalgia for the past, part anticipation for the future, part daydreaming, part romanticizing the present, part vicarious living, part idealization, part idolization of the others, part distorted self-image, part living in a semi-real reality in one’s own mind.
Yes, that’s much of what it is.

I’ve been through some terrible things which I’ve never imagined of as a child never in my wildest of dreams. I have lost people who meant a world to me but still I am doing fine. Things happen and we tend to break gradually as they continue to deposit all those grains in those heart’s corners. The more is the deposition, the more is the shattering but I feel as the deposition of those grains continue, we become stronger and stronger every single moment cause our heart gets used to it and tries to find ways to adjust with it. In the early stages of those instances, we try to run from it and find ways to settle and force things upon ourselves as well as others.

It’s like opium, dulling you into the most romantic of reveries, at the cost of this life of yours. It’s a very crude analogy, I admit, and can’t be applied thoroughly. 

Things doesn’t run that smoothly until you actually feel the smoothness for real. Somebody said it true, like attracts like. Hence, it’s the same in the real as well as reel life. The stronger you feel, the things get easier for you to deal with. That’s something related to what we read in our childhood books, the law of attraction and interestingly, its for real.

I don't know what state of mind I am going through. My skeptical mind has come to a halt.Thousands of thoughts are passing my mind every single minute. Past is haunting me. Just one question revolving in my mind 

"Is Fate getting what you deserve, or deserving what you get?"