What Frustrates Me

The selfishness I see all around doesn't frustrate me nearly so much as the refusal to be comforted except by a "relationship" - however unsuitable that relationship may be.

So many times in both the past and recently, too, I feel like Elinor:

"Exert yourself, dear Marianne," she cried, "if you would not kill yourself and all who love you. ... Have you no comforts? no friends? Is your loss such that leaves no opening for consolation."