A Thick Wall of Frustration

Patience is a subtle internal substance that is killing me slowly. I try to be patient with my goals and desires but when setbacks hit, some internal force slams against me, seizing my desire to continue to fight for my end-all goals. I know that stress is the trigger to my internal time bomb and that if I could just allow myself to look at the big picture and not just minuet pieces of the puzzle then I would see myself catching the wave and riding it, instead of letting it take me under and drown me.