Everything happens for a reason, especially when your life is good.

When I hear someone say that “everything happens for a reason,” I remind them that they might find this to be a less plausible premise if they had been sold into sexual slavery as a teenager or forcibly recruited into a Somali militia before their tenth birthday or were dying of smallpox in a mountainous, isolated region of Afghanistan.
The belief that everything happens for a reason seems to be directly correlated to the quality of a person’s life.

The better your life, the stronger the belief.

This strikes me as rather convenient for the believers of this nonsense.

With all the pain and suffering in this world, “Everything happens for a reason” is a stupid thing to say and an ignorant thing to believe.

It belittles the genuine suffering that people experience that is beyond their control.