When I was younger I was too stupid to compromise.
Now that I am in my eighth decade, I am too set in my ways to compromise. Well that is not entirely true. Most of the time I really do not give a… flip what other people do or think. Unless it affects me in some way or we are in some way intimate. In the last case just be discreet and leave an old man his delusions.
The thing is I do not remember a sweet spot where I balanced my needs with the needs of another person in a reasonable and sane manner. Apparently I went straight from stupid to set in my ways.
And so it goes in my rush to the finish line.