Frustration

I asked a friend of mine this afternoon if she knew where the closest ATM was, as I needed to cash to be able to get a ride home from work. The ATM I usually go to was broken. She sent me directions which I quickly read through and assumed I knew where she was referring to. However, 3 ATMs later (none of which were the one she directed me to) and an hour of walking in 100 degree weather, dripping sweat and carrying groceries and a heavy bag, I found my mind getting pretty frustrated with myself. I saw the frustration, laughed at my silly mistake of not reading something carefully and assuming I understood it. Luckily I saw myself starting the barrage of insults against myself and instead was able to have compassion for all people, especially those who make this sort of error often.
I  felt my frustration direct itself outward at people in no way related to my situation and then had the realization that frustration, any and all frustration is about ourselves. We often feel that it's about someone else. Them not understanding us or them not doing what we want. But truly it's all about myself. Frustration is just a feeling of our inability to accomplish something...then we direct it outward at the closest thing or person. All this helped my frustration slip away and miraculously a functioning ATM appeared on the horizon followed by a convenient tuktuk and I was homeward bound.