Quotes About Coping

Patients who spend fifteen minutes every day writing an account of their daily troubles feel indeed better about what has befallen them. You

The author cites researcher David Howard's idea of post-traumatic growth. Howard contends that some individuals faced with a traumatic event actually develop new strength.

Contrary to popular belief, these small, seemingly harmless stressors do not strengthen you; they can amputate part of your self.

Da mesma forma, quando trabalhava como trader, uma profissão repleta de altas doses de aleatoriedade, com contínuos danos psicológicos que perfuram até as profundezas da alma do indivíduo, eu punha em prática o exercício mental de aceitar, todas as manhãs, que a pior coisa possível já havia acontecido

Pavese casi nunca hablaba de Leone. No le gustaba hablar de los ausentes ni de los muertos. Lo decía. Decía: «Cuando alguien se marcha o se muere trato de no pensar en él, porque no me gusta sufrir»

It's necessary to use suffering. Otherwise, one is used by it.

To survive trauma one must be able to tell a story about it.

Genuine self-esteem is what we feel about ourselves when everything is not all right.

Just as a healthy immune system does not guarantee that one will never become ill, but makes one less vulnerable to disease and better equipped to overcome it, so a healthy self-esteem does not guarantee that one will never suffer anxiety or depression in the face of life's difficulties, but makes one less susceptible and better equipped to cope, rebound, and transcend.

When we expand the boundaries of our ability to cope, we expand self-efficacy and self-respect.

Nevertheless, like the greater part of our misfortunes, even so serious a contingency brings its remedy and consolation with it, if the sufferer will but make the best, rather than the worst, of the accident which has befallen him.

Triste momento quello in cui si cade; ma anche questa sciagura porta con sé, come ogni altro dolore umano, il suo conforto, se si sappia trarre il miglior partito dal malanno.

The moment when a man's head drops off is seldom or never, I am inclined to think, precisely the most agreeable of his life. Nevertheless, like the greater part of our misfortunes, even so serious a contingency brings its remedy and consolation with it, if the sufferer will but make the best, rather than the worst, of the accident which has befallen him.

The act of self-expression—through writing a journal or letters—often enables a survivor to distance himself from his fears.

In the end, his trials with Masako had been the hardest ones...but they weren't really trials or tasks or tests at all: they were just facts that he could do nothing about. And that in itself was probably the real test: his ability to accept something that was completely beyond his control. It made him want to cry.

The thing was, if I had found a way to escape- even for just a little while- I knew the pain would be there waiting for me when I got back.

Sometimes, though, you make a pact with yourself. I'll pretend there's nothing wrong if you pretend there's nothing wrong. It's called denial, and it's one of the strongest pacts in the world. Just ask all those people who were still drinking champagne while the Titanic went down.

but laugh, laugh, laugh, because if you ever stop laughing, it might just tear you apart

The good thing about shell shock is that you don't feel things in the moment. You just feel them later.

a good book can make an almost impossible existence, liveable ( from 'the luck of the word' )

What? You'd dare drink right after getting out of jail for intoxication?" That's when you need a drink the most.

Do not ignore it. Fuck it. Cry your heart out. Then fuck it some more.

To ask them to legalize pot is something like asking them to put butter on the handcuffs before they place them on you: something else is hurting you—that's why you need pot, or whiskey, or whips and rubber suits, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can't think. Or madhouses or mechanical cunts or 162 baseball games in a season. Or Vietnam or Israel or the fear of spiders.

You're afraid of the audience, aren't you? Yes, but it's not stagefright. It's that I'm there as the geek. They like to watch me eat my shit. But it pays the light bill and takes me to the racetrack. I don't have any excuses about why I do it.