Quotes About Coping

In a provocative 1997 interview on 60 Minutes, Harry Belafonte, the singer, actor, and civil rights activist, when asked how he was able to cope with his anger, frustration, and disappointment stemming from constant discrimination and harassment during the civil rights movement, responded with a one word answer: "Psychoanalysis!

it's the lies that get us through life, right?

if zombies eat a family member, you're gonna dissociate

Remembering this has a survival

She says it's like a switch - a big red PANIC switch - gets flipped in my head and I can't turn it off. She says we're going to figure out how to turn it off.

Where grief is fresh, any attempt to divert it only irritates

There are times when you must walk by yourself because it hurts so much to be alone.

Most comics make jokes to defend themselves against what they see as a hostile and inhumane world often a deeply felt rage.

Cualquier cosa es soportable si uno puede ponerle fin, como piensan los suicidas

She wasn't healing, that was the wrong word. She was coming to terms with loss.

What I'm saying is, you're a turned-inward soul; it's the way you cope with the hard things in life. You hide away.

That's the hardest part, being strong enough to let the hurt in, and deal with it, and then let it settle in time, as it will.

Where do things start going off-track to turn a good day into a medium or bad day? 2 Are there specific events or behaviors that trigger it? 3 What's one thing I could change in my day that would make a noticeable improvement?

Let the memories die, sir, yer'll soon pick up the pieces.

Because you're right. Bad stuff happens. But the real world is also all the things we do about the bad stuff. We're the real world, too.

This doesn't mean you're damaged. It just means your mind has adapted to feelings of being unsafe. It's a coping mechanism

Sometimes you weren't supposed to share pain. Sometimes it was best just to deal with it alone.

I don't think any other emotion is the equivalent of laughter. So I do whatever I can to laugh all the time and to hide my pain.

If anything happened, I think my husband would have to deal with that as the time came.

I only ever really take out my guitar when I'm miserable, which isn't necessarily a very good time to do it.

And I'm okay, I really am, most of the time. But sometimes, I'm just not.

Each time I told my story, I lost a bit, the smallest drop of pain.

The time for crying with your girlfriends about a broken heart is over chocolate ice cream and chick flicks—not stun guns and bulletproof vests.

I think I definitely got scared by the second or third time a doctor told me I was dying.