Everything happens for a reason...right?

It's not the idea that everything happens for a reason that gets my feathers ruffled, it's more the idea that I want to know what the reason is. Also, who was the smart ass that coined that phrase anyway, obviously things happen for a reason whether significant or not. Wanting to know why things happen in my life is par for the course with my personality. I have to have a plan, I have to know why, I have little faith in anything I can't see, touch, hear or feel (although I'm working on this), so it doesn't surprise me in the least that the idea of not know why something has happened irritates me so. Along with the above mentioned characteristics I also have this insatiable need to analyze absolutely everything to death. I have a pretty unrealistic expectation of figuring everything out. When I say everything, I mean just that...why, why, why to everything. Finally, to make things even worse, I have the patience of a knat. Seriously, even if I knew why things happened and the result of the occurrence is something that will materialize 10 years from now, I wouldn't be able to wait for it. It's a continuous circle of insanity that I can't seem to give up. Thoughts are streaming through my head constantly. Most people would get a headache listening to me explain how I get from thought A to thought Z, the amount of analyzing, debating and reviewing is pretty ridiculous. And, to top it all off, I can't help it, I don't care if I'm crazy and I still want answers. Can someone just give me the answers? Tell me what I should do, tell me if I'm wasting my time on things, just tell me the lesson I'm supposed to learn already and lets all move on with our day.
Not really sure what brought about this little rant today, but there are things going on in my life and the lives of the people that I love and care about that I wish I could fix or just end. Life is tough...yeah, I know...everything happens for a reason.