Quotes About Coping

You will carry on and find joy in life because being sad doesn't help me.

Algunas veces no tenemos ningún control sobre las cosas que nos abaten. Lo único que podemos hacer es encontrar la forma de enfrentarnos a ellas e intentar levantarnos.

No one seemed to understand that she hadn't chosen to be standoffish. That was simply a byproduct of what she'd been through.

Before everything, I used to do this thing when I was upset-I used to take all my feelings and push them down inside me. It was like they were garbage and I was compacting it to get more in. I felt like I could keep pushing all my feelings down into my socks and I wouldn't have to worry about them. I don't think I do that anymore.

I don't want to care. If I care about things, it'll just be worse, it'll just be another thing to worry about. It's less painful if I don't care.

I needed something--the distraction of another life--to alleviate fear.

If you cannot read Shakespeare, or Melville, or Toni Morrison because it will trigger something traumatic in you, and you'll be harmed by the read of the text because you are still defining yourself through your self-victimization, then you need to see a doctor.

This is reality, and as my loathsome brother Sean would say, I have to deal with it. The

I've adapted; these events have toughened me and I'm prepared to deal with this particular topic.

This widespread epidemic of self-victimization—defining yourself in essence by way of a bad thing, a trauma that happened in the past that you've let define you—is actually an illness.

the face of severe trauma, the brain could conjure entire worlds that didn't exist as a way of blocking out reality. Hallucinations of people and places. Delusions that the mind refused to give up.

In the face of severe trauma, the brain could conjure entire worlds that didn't exist as a way of blocking out reality. Hallucinations of people and places. Delusions that the mind refused to give up.

Sometimes it's best to expect the worst. That way you're never disappointed.

The most common emotional defense is avoidance (an ineffective coping skill for any stressor) as expressed through denial (e.g., That wasn't really bad, I barely remember it).

High school basically continued with bouts of her getting drunk and then stopping for a day. There was not one major moment or birthday celebration during which she could remain sober. I learned how to plan my joy. I would front-load my birthdays with breakfast activities or plan to be with her for only the beginning of an event. Then I would go off to be with friends and know that that would be the last I would see of my mother's real facial expressions.

From shame to sadness to fear, from overcoming your resistance to embracing the brutal facts of your situation, the first tool of transitions is to identify the circumstances you're in and accept the emotions that come with this new state. The next tool may seem even harder to master, yet it's the one approach people seem to crave more than any other.

Poetry helps us to suffer more efficiently

The war had taught us so many things: how to spin wool and weave cloth; how to fashion our own shoes from old saddle leather and sturdy canvas; how to plow fields and mend fences. Now it had taught us to kill, and how to protect ourselves from the consequences of those killings with a grim purposefulness that would have been unimaginable even a year before.

They had decided to renovate their way out of the grief. Neither of them was sure it was a good plan, but it was the only one they had. The alternative was to lie down and slowly pine away.

Su enfermedad, curiosamente, hacía que le resultara más fácil enfrentarse a ese dolor. El padecimiento físico reclamaba su atención en todo momento, relegando parte del sufrimiento del alma.

I've recently discovered that cooking is a great way to distract yourself from your problems while providing a sense of accomplishment. You feel like you're doing something useful even though a few hours later you eat all the evidence.

to a perfectly terrible day.

He was lanky, silver-haired, seasonally Catholic and steeply neo-conservative. It was Kiki Pew's commiserative coddling that got him through the Obama years, though at times she feared that her excitable spouse might physically succumb from the day-to-day stress of having a black man in the Oval Office.

No question; language can free us of feeling, or almost. Maybe that's one of its functions - so we can understand the world without becoming entirely overwhelmed by it.