Quotes About Coping

Acabo de lembrar o que me fez pensar desta forma. Vou escrever sobre isso porque, se eu fizer, não terei de pensar no assunto. E não quero ficar triste.

Não sei o que há de errado comigo. É como se tudo o que pudesse fazer é escrever esse palavreado para evitar a depressão.

I just remembered what made me think of all this. I'm going to write it down because maybe if I do I won't have to think about it. And I won't get upset.

In the darkness he saw visions of a thousand-tongued fear that would babble at his back and cause him to flee, while others were going coolly about their country's business. He admitted that he would not be able to cope with this monster. He felt that every nerve in his body would be an ear to hear the voices, while other men would remain stolid and deaf.

Paul Fussell has described the two stages of rationalization a combat soldier goes through—it can't happen to me, then it can happen to me, unless I'm more careful—followed by a stage of "accurate perception: it is going to happen to me, and only my not being there [on the front lines] is going to prevent it.

I used to think it utterly normal that I suffered from "suicidal ideation" on an almost daily basis. In other words, for as long as I can remember, the thought of ending my life came to me frequently and obsessively.

wisdom is the ability to cope

Other people's tears were more than Adrian could cope with. Did you put an arm round them? Did you pretend not to notice?

When the whole world hurts, you bite it. Don't you?

Keeping an active mind has been vital to my survival, as has been maintaining a sense of humor.

We make up horrors to help us cope with the real ones.

If you can't laugh when things go bad--laugh and put on a little carnival--then you're either dead or wishing you were.

You learned to accept, or you ended up in a small room writing letters home with Crayolas.

When you want to feel better, call something a piece of shit. It usually works.

You'd be surprised what a person can live with," Dan said.

Hearts are tough, Most times they don't break. Most times they are only bend

There is no group therapy or psychiatry or community social services for the child who must cope with the thing under the bed or in the cellar every night, the thing which leers and capers and threatens just beyond the point where vision will reach. The same lonely battle must be fought night after night and the only cure is the eventual ossification of the imaginary faculties, and this is called adulthood.

We either learn to accept or we end up writing letters home with crayons.

The loss of memory isn't always the problem; sometimes--maybe even often--it's the solution.

When all the normal patterns and routines of a person's life fell apart—and with such shocking suddenness—you had to find something you could hold onto, something that was both sane and predictable.

By and large... the good's an illusion, little fables folks tell themselves so they can get through their days without screaming too much.

They lived in fearful perplexity and passed it off as imagination

Sometimes you just have to do what you can and try to live with it.

Loss changes you. Sometimes that's bad. Sometimes it's good. Either way, you eat your goddam pork chop and go on.