I can hardly wait to tell you this:
Patience means, basically, the capacity to endure delay. Do you have that capacity? If you do, you are among the exceptions. If you don’t, welcome to the club.
Here’s the paradox. It takes patience to move from impatient to patient. Sort of like a priori knowledge.
That means gaining the knowledge before having the experience. Hard to do.
So, what’s the key? Simple. Acknowledge and accept your impatience. Claim it, even revel in it. The more you take hold of it, the less impact it will eventually have on your life.
I’ve read all kinds of literature, seen videos and DVDs, listened to the so-called experts, all telling you how to become more patient. But you don’t become a patient person by trying to become one. You become a patient person by accepting yourself just as you are—scars, warts, small penis, small breasts, everything. And if you have trouble accepting yourself, so what? It can take a while. You’ll start again tomorrow. In the mean time, you’re fine.
See? You’re already more patient.