Personally, I've settled in life to some extent. I worked out that my ultimate dream of climbing to the pinnacle job position in my industry (which was my ultimate dream,) was highly unlikely for someone with my limited talent and skill level.
Weirdly/ remarkably, more recently, a job like it seemed as if it had the potential to come my way. It kind of surprised me that I wasn't more excited about it though. I suppose in part, it's because realistically, it's unlikely I'd get it, so I try not to get my hopes up prematurely now over things.
The realism of life has also become apparent though, the older I've gotten. Jobs that sounded impressive and a step up turned out only to be stressful and exploitative. I know for a fact that the kinds of jobs I once thought I wanted can involve 16 hour days and, in the words of someone with a great deal of experience in the industry: 'Being treated like cattle'. Why would I want that?!!
I've already made huge sacrifices and effort towards my career which, while I don't exactly regret, weren't exactly worth it either. So- that just puts me off either making the same sacrifices and effort over and over. Or, even actually wanting those things to begin with. Knowing that: 'All that glitters isn't necessarily gold.'
I think a sense of reality. In terms of my reality. I don't enjoy working with others. My social anxiety and lack of confidence makes the experience terrible means I know a lot of things I would likely end up hating.
I think the whole: 'Know thyself' comes in handy. So- looking at your dreams but through a realistic lense. Will it really make me happy to have to follow the course needed to achieve those dreams? Obviously, there's a reason we're not achieving them. Are the negatives stronger than the positives? In which case, is there a lower level we can become comfortable settling at?
A similar approach goes towards my romantic hopes. I wanted a partner when I was younger. I went through a few bouts of limerence. (Crazy crushes on guys.) I had the sense to realise they'd never like me back though. Or, that we weren't well matched for things to work. So, I finally managed to recognise my limerent tendancies and get them under control.
Simultaneously, I thought about it realistically. What was I really missing out on? Was it really so bad on my own? (No.) Was I even all that envious of couples? (No- they just seem to bicker a whole lot of the time.) I began to really appreciate being single and feeling relieved that I didn't have all the negative sides to relationships to deal with. Also realising that my ideas around love were extremely fairy tale.
Plus, there's something incredibly liberating about letting go of ambitions that simply torment us. It can feel so calming to let all that deep longing and sense of failure go.
Ultimately though, I think it's about figuring out what makes you the most content in life. Also recognising that some negatives usually come along with the positives and in some cases, those negatives might be enough to put us off what we think we want.