Quotes About Coping

Why couldn't I have a fatal disease? It'd be so much easier.

You know what I do to forget the past? I drink my own special concoction. I call it Milk of Amnesia.

It was hard to let go of rage these days. It kept the body warm when hope had become elusive.

I can't buy the idea that we're supposed to live and learn from horrible things. That somehow these things happen so we can grow as people

A veces uno amanece con ganas de extinguirse… Como si fuéramos velitas sobre un pastel de alguien inapetente. A veces nos arden terriblemente los labios y los ojos y nuestras narices se hinchan y somos horribles y lloramos y queremos extinguirnos… Así es la vida, un constante querer apagarse y encenderse.

Siempre que una persona tiene una lata de nescafé me doy cuenta de que no está en la última miseria; todavía puede resistir un poco.

Entonces, todavía, no podía o no quería darme cuenta. Pero, ahora, sé muy bien que todo aquello era una simple forma de ocupar el día en lo que fuera, una manera de mentirle al cielo y a mí mismo para tratar de no pensar, para tratar de no volverme loco antes de tiempo.

Debía de ser muy triste, por más que fuera su decisión, abandonar su casa y hacerlo sola, puesto que la persona con la que la compartiste ya no está. Las hijas y, sobre todo, los nietos, la ayudarían a sobrellevarlo, pero la carga sentimental la iba a soportar ella.

Sometimes you have to do something unforgivable just to be able to go on living.

It would have broken my heart if it hadn't been so damn familiar. I guess I'd gotten numb to that sort of thing. I had heart-leather like walruses got blubber.

cada vez que la soledad se te mete por dentro como un continente en llamas, te amarras los cordones de los tenis y te das a la fuga por los senderos y eso ayuda, de verdad que ayuda.

She'd never been big on church before, but as soon as we landed on cancer planet she went so over-the-top Jesucristo that I think she would have nailed herself to a cross if she'd had one handy.

If asked to name the worst moment of his life, Michael Fisher wouldn't have hesitated to give his answer: it was when the lights went out.

I have to do something about this collection of unresolved feelings before it destroys me.", Celestra Caine, FADE by Kailin Gow

The world won't get more or less terrible if we're indoors somewhere with a mug of hot chocolate,' Kim said. 'Though it's possible it will seem slightly less terrible if there are marshmallows in the hot chocolate.

At the time, I remained relatively calm before that spectacle of horrors, which is perhaps the most telling indication of just how desensitized I had become. The more I witnessed such atrocities and rubbed shoulders with death, the more I desired to stay alive, no matter the cost.

A clear-eyed view of the hell I had landed in certainly would have thrown me deeper into despair. There is nothing like thought to deepen one's gloom.

I had my bully, and it was excruciating. Not only the bully, but the intimidation I felt.

I'm not used to introspection. I've never lingered on my feelings. The show must go on.

People use irony as a defense mechanism.

I don't embrace irony, but I do think it's a pre-existing condition; we manage it as best we can.

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

If you are in a bad state of mind then you would end up snapping at people, getting irritated. It's happening with many. The best way to avoid that is by doing things that take away the stress.

Isolation is huge when you go through something traumatizing. You tend to want to isolate and kind of hide in your hole and kind of just go away.