Low frustration tolerance. Have you heard of it? I think I have it.
I got really crazy this morning, when my cable television went haywire for the third day in a row. I was watching an old Mary Tyler Moore rerun and suddenly I was listening to Rap music. It I went temporarily insane, and banged the remote on my bedside table and said something my mother would have spanked me for.
The man at Metrocast told me to unplug the sets and plug them back up, and all would be well. Easy for him to say. He doesn’t have to slide a 200 year old dresser that weighs a half ton away from the wall, every time this happens. I miss Direct-TV – but had to let it go when my boys game me a high def set and I have too many trees for the dish to hit the high def satellite.
I raced to the kitchen and picked up my iPad and googled “how to deal with frustration.” It told me that Low Frustration Syndrome (LFT) will kill me if I can’t get it under control. Another name for my debilitation is “Can’t stand it-itis.” I tend to “awfulize” the most minor of irritations, so I simply avoid them – I think they call it Procrastination. I get frustrated driving across town and watching the news. I get frustrated when I can’t open a jar of mayonnaise or when some able bodied person parks in the handicap zone. The older I get, the greater are my frustrations.
You may have this malady:
If you feel upset when things proceed slowly and can’t be settled quickly.
Feel quite angry when someone keeps you waiting.
Feel very sorry for yourself when things go wrong.
Feel unable to persist at things you start, especially when the going gets hard.
Let’s face it, my frustrations are minor and only temporary, and they won’t kill me unless I continue to let LFS get the best of me.At least this disability has a name, but I’ll be darned if I know what to do about it. If anyone has any suggestions, I’ve love to hear them.