Quotes About Coping

That's the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.

but we joke and laugh otherwise we would start screaming.

I find that when the pain gets bad enough there are only three things to do — get drunk, kill yourself or laugh. I usually get drunk and laugh.

But that's the trouble with a drunk: if he gets excited he drinks too much, if he gets bored he drinks too much, if he has good luck he drinks too much, if he has bad luck he drinks too much, and so on.

Learn that there will be hours, days and months ahead of feeling absolutely terrible and nothing can change that; neither new girlfriends, health professionals, changes of diet, dope, humility, or God.

Something else is hurting you. That's why you need pot or whiskey, or whips or rubber suits, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can't think.

SUICIDE. Like a light going on. In the darkness. That there is an out helps you stay in.

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.

That's the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen. As

there's nothing to discuss there's nothing to remember there's nothing to forget it's sad and it's not sad seems the most sensible thing a person can do is sit with drink in hand as the walls wave their goodbye smiles one comes through it all with a certain amount of efficiency and bravery then leaves some accept the possibility of God to help them get through others take it straight on and to these I drink tonight.

Something else is hurting you - that's why you need pot or whiskey, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can't think

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Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn't have you by the throat.

Ese es el problema con la bebida, pensé, mientras me servía un trago. Si ocurre algo malo, bebes para olvidarlo; si ocurre algo bueno, bebes para celebrarlo; y si no pasa nada, bebes para que pase algo.

Viktor Frankl asserted, "when we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves" (Frankl, 1984).

Even if times are tough and you're enduring a terrible heartache, it's important to focus your anger on a vibrator, not another person.

I had a therapist once tell me to "sit with my shit," and I believe that to be a necessary evil of being constantly disappointed.

I didn't know that my brother's death was defining me. I didn't know that I had the ability to say no to being defined by death. Now I was with a person who could help me process what happened and turn the parts of me that acted like a nine-year-old into a self-actualized adult who had come to a better understanding of what it means to dig deep and admit your pain - thereby beginning the process of relinquishing it.

That's what death is like, though. You can't only cry for two weeks straight. You cry, and then you get tired of crying, and then someone says something, and then you're all laughing, and it feels bad to be laughing, but it also feels so good. Without the laughter, we'd all be dying too.

Sometimes, we do things that are bad for us in an effort to cope with problems.

But when you're depressed, you think baloney is filet mignon. You score it, marinate it, and slap it on the grill. But when you finally bite into it, reality sets in (or is it heartburn?) and you realize it ain't steak---it's baloney.

Ive got Parkinsons disease, I am always going to have Parkinsons disease unless they find a miracle cure, Ive got to deal with this the best I can.

People in Russia adapt to misery by a deep, deep humor.

I missed a whole cycle of childhood, but I've never used it as a device for self-pity.