“Permanence, perseverance and persistence in spite of all obstacles, discouragement, and impossibilities: It is this, that in all things distinguishes the strong soul from the weak.” –Thomas Carlyle
When my father became frustrated, he would show it. He’d yell at no one in particular if he couldn’t find something he misplaced or at me if he was unable to explain a geometry equation. He’d break out into a sweat if he couldn’t fix something he was determined to fix.
Frustrated or not, he didn’t give up.Apparently, I inherited the persistence gene…as well as the mild hysteria gene. I’ve spent hours looking through piles of paper on my desk for a phone number, fiddling with a gadget that’s malfunctioning and trying to get in touch with someone who has seemingly “disappeared.” And I can be a real pro at working myself up into a mini-frenzy.
I think my behavior always had something to do with the need to feel in control, but thank goodness, I’ve learned to stop driving myself crazy if every single thing isn’t working out.