Through the miserable frustrations
At the moment I'm looking for a job and, I think like most people, I really hate looking for a job. The constant hope being dashed, the constant being told you're not good enough. Frustrating! Miserable!
But! I want to do this new job. It's time to move and do something different, something I think is important. So even though the change and the disruption and the frustration and the being told I'm not good enough is highly unpleasant it's going to be worth it, I think.
Which is what I'll keep telling myself. And I'll remember this, for next time, the next job, the next story, the next project, for the next endeavour that is miserable and frustrating. The miserable frustrations are generally short, and almost always worthwhile.