There is one angle of life that nobody really prepare you for, and that is the frustrating side. The side where you try your best and still nothing seems to work. Growing up, my parents always tell me that life is not straight road, but at that time I didn’t really understand what they mean. I thought if you do good, good will just answer you fast. But as I grow older, I see that sometimes frustration comes even when you are doing the right thing.
This frustrating angle of life shows up when plans fail again and again. You plan, you hope, you pray, but results delay. It can make you feel tired inside, even when your body still moving. There was a time I felt stuck, like I was walking but not moving forward. That feeling is heavy. You see others moving ahead and you start asking yourself questions you don’t even have answers for. My mother noticed that mood one day and said, “life is not competition, don’t rush your season.” Simple words, but they carried weight.
Another frustrating part is when effort is not appreciated. You help, you sacrifice, but people don’t notice or they take it for granted. That one can pain pass physical injury. My father always taught me to do good without expecting applause, but honestly, as human, sometimes you still expect small appreciation. When it doesn’t come, frustration enter quietly.
Money also add to this angle of life. When you want to do many things but resources are limited, frustration will test your character. You start feeling angry at system, at people, sometimes at yourself. I have learned that this is where parents teaching really matter. They taught me patience, contentment, and not to lose my values when things are tight. My father always say, “hard time reveals who you truly are.”
But one thing I have also learned is that frustration is not useless. It teaches endurance. It teaches humility. It teaches you to ask for help and to rely on God or something bigger than yourself. When life frustrates you, it slows you down and forces you to reflect. Sometimes frustration is life’s way of correcting direction, not punishing you.
So yes, this angle of life is frustrating, no doubt. It makes you cry sometimes, makes you doubt yourself, makes you tired. But it also shapes you. And when I look back, I see that the lessons my parents taught me are the same ones helping me stand now. Frustration is painful, but it is also part of growing.
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