I can say that after 4 1/2 years of my personal struggle with my father and (passing of my mother), I reached a place where I accepted I can only do so much. Anymore would be the death of me. Things that used to cause me intense stress and the oh my gosh I have to do something this second feeling, now cause me to say Ok I will deal with it with out stressing. I am pleased with myself.
I feel for those that this stress goes on for years and years. I can only imagine
Actually I feel at my ripe old age that way on most topics now. It is so strange as I have always been an I can fix that for you, type personality. In the end I never really fixed anyone else issues. Age brings experience and acceptance.