I have had a hard time my whole life with accepting people for who they are. Sometimes I would try to change them (and even succeeded in a number of attempts). Other times I would just sign the person off as a lost cause. Other times I'd get on their case and drag them through the mud a bit.
But perhaps it is my descent into middle age or perhaps it is learning a thing or two over time; I happen to think I am learning to accept people for who they are.
I will confess that this does not feel good. It makes me feel distant from most people, like I am observing them from outside their fish bowl.
I find myself saying things like:
"They're just very provincial" or "Most people are willfully ignorant" or "This person and I differ; they are probably wrong; but nonetheless we differ" or "This person is like a rat in a cage" or "this person is like a hamster on a wheel" and so forth.
I hold my tongue now and merely think what I am thinking rather than say it. This is maybe my emotional reaction to a world that is incomprehensible to me and also out of my control.