Sometimes you are never going to achieve what you set out to, and have to accept that it will never be the reality you once hoped. Its not about giving up, but more about compromising for the sake of sanity.
I have a few recent examples of this in my own life right now and am slowly starting to realise the right thing to do is let them go, or deal with them another way.
I like to think that I don't set out to make things awkward and complex, but it often turns out that my expectations of others involved were far too high.
Right now, this very second I am flailing like a drowning man, so close to shore, but just out of reach, and my cries to throw a rope go unheard or ignored.
Rising above the matters dragging me down are the only way I will stay afloat, so that is what I am trying to do. Such simple things as the decorating of the bathroom, a clerical error on a recent bill, and keeping up to date with bills is killing me from the inside now.
So at times like this I turn to yoga, p90x and any other distractions I can find.
Im so close to the finish line right now, just a few more metres. Must stay strong!