And acceptance is the answer to all my problems today. When I am disturbed, it is because I find some person, place, thing or situation -- some fact of my life -- unacceptable to me, and I can find no serenity until I accept that person, place, thing or situation as being exactly the way it is supposed to be at this moment.
Nothing, absolutely nothing happens in God's world by mistake. Until I could accept my alcoholism, I could not stay sober; unless I accept life completely on life's terms, I cannot be happy. I need to concentrate not so much on what needs to be changed in the world as on what needs to be changed in me and in my attitudes.
The above is taken from the Big Book of alcoholics anonymous. It was written by a chap called Paul O who like me understood the raggedy road travelled but those of us who indulge a little more then we should.
I'm a lover of this acceptance is the answer thing, I've experienced it working and can happily report that when I'm accepting of things, life is generally quite good. However, this is sadly not always the case. Sometimes I'm not all that accepting, in fact sometimes I'm simply not having it so bollocks to the lot of ya. Now I know this isn't the best attitude to have and in fairness its not that often, but when I do have these odd days, please, please don't tell me acceptance is the answer. My reply may offend and that's the last thing I want to do.