I understand your frustration, and believe me, you can share the tiniest of accomplishment here and we will get it! You tell a normal person your cat finally let you pet him one time before running away and they look at you as if you are a nut. We will do a happy dance with you!
We will also laugh with you at the quirks that stay. Take Nyah, I told you earlier I can finally pick her up? Not to carry around and cuddle, that is still a big no. When I do have to move her big rear end by picking her up, when I put her down, she flops to the ground on her side like I broke her each and every time. It is crazy. Also, she feels like I should really appreciate how much she loves me now no matter what I am doing. If I am working, she is on my desk waltzing across my keyboard, sitting on my keyboard, hanging her head over my monitor asking what I am doing, flinging pens off the desk, laying on the file I am working from, it really is borderline obnoxious. If I pick her up to move her off my desk, she yells at me. Yells! And then flops over because she is broken again. Those of us who signed up for the ones who need a little work learn to see humor in many, many places.