It changes forms without you even noticing. But regardless of that, each time it does, it is still just a cloud to you. You will not resent its transformation, but that of people, you will.
And so look at people as if they were clouds. They are who they are, regardless of their form, even when they disappear. Their existence cannot be destroyed by anything. Look at them at their core, and pay no attention to the forms you do not like. Welcome them, like you welcome yourself. Do not judge them or yourself.  Strip them down to their core with your gaze, and greet yourself within them. And how could you be angry at something so primal, at something so natural and full of beauty?