How must it feel to stand before the mirror only to see an ugly face looking back at you. Maybe the ugliness is not particularly in the shape of the nose or the fall of the chin or maybe it is. Maybe it is there in the shadows of the lines or the murky shallows of the pupils.
Peace does not always lie in compromising. Compromising is for people who just want to be blind to the real facts. Sometimes it is just better to let go of burdens than complain how heavy it is and sometimes it is better to walk away when one gets too heavy.