Quotes About Coping

Much like trains in India, grief is a circular, irrational process with no discernible rhythm or timetable. Here it comes, there it goes.

It would be sad and wrong in so many ways to self-combust at this time.

You don't think that perhaps you have anger management issues?" "Punching people is managing my anger.

It's not good to have fears like this. It only makes it more likely you'll die that way---a self-fulfilling prophecy.

He's making me deal with things I want to avoid. He's making me dig in to the pain.

He turned to stare down at his latte, wiping hard at his cheeks as the tears started to fall. He didn't push away the pain. It was his and he would own it. He wouldn't bury it again.

I guess even in grief we have to continue to live. Continue to play volleyball and eat burritos.

But that's the thing with pain—you'll do anything to make it stop. I'm not proud of myself. I'm not proud of the

When everything in a person's life is gone, ripped-out gone, it's not that you stay empty for so long, so you replace it with something else very quickly.

We're lousy at recognizing when our normal coping mechanisms aren't working. Our response is usually to do it five times more, instead of thinking, maybe it's time to try something new.

Everyone deals with sadness and lack of love when they're kids, and all this abandonment. Most people do. Hopefully you want to learn something new, and you want to move on to this other place, and I think, for me, it was like, I really didn't know how to calm myself down.

Sometimes you have to laugh to keep from crying or getting overly angry or to maintain control.

Sometimes you almost have to laugh to keep from crying to deal with the pain associated with the 'hood.

That sense of failure, I don't know where people put it who don't write songs and aren't able to emote physically. It must go somewhere.

There are alway going to be bad things. But you can write it down and make a song out of it.

I understand the power of sorrow, and I understand how far it can take us from ourselves if we let it.

Why does the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, the need to put a happy face on sorrow, the need to keep on keeping on?... I don't know the answer, I know only that I can't.

I want to sit in my own sorrow, cry it out, talk to God, and say, 'Give me strength, wisdom.'

If I don't seem as depressed or morose as I should be, sorry to disappoint you.

Many of life's problems and sorrows are inevitable, but feeling sorry for yourself is a choice.

When Julia and I broke up and I was really scared to go into a market or anywhere because I thought, 'Oh God, everyone must hate me. And that wasn't the case. People said, 'I'm sorry this happened, man. Are you alright?'

I'm a big comfort eater, so if I'm feeling sorry for myself, I'll just stuff my face.

There are so many sensitive souls; they don't know what to do with their feelings.

I hate to sound this way but, 'Why me? Why me with dementia?'