Quotes About Coping

The first horror is there's horror. The second is you accommodate it.

Tears were a women's guns, to be shed when no other weapon would work.

Severe early childhood trauma creates a child with equally intense coping mechanisms—these children are often seen as "mature for their age" and "old souls." While maybe true, it often negates the fact that their innocence was taken away at an early age and they are in survival mode. —Azia Archer

He thought himself stupid; the contemplation of grief always makes one stupid.

in the management of pain I can forget everything

Remember, the burden of sorrow is doubled when it is borne alone.

This was how people were able to do things when they didn't want to - they made themselves feel something else, like anger, more than the fear.

Sometimes life's Hell. But hey! Whatever gets the marshmallows toasty.

I don't drown my sorrows — I suffocate them with chocolate.

Sometimes we can't let go of the pain because we think it's the only thing holding us together.

Experience is what you got by not having it when you need it.

Chronic pain sufferers tend to minimize their pain to try to seem as normal as possible. We don't want to be perceived as complainers so we keep much of our pain experiences to ourselves.

There was nothing to do for that kind of loss — no solution to it, no medicine for it. You just coped as best you could. The ache was dull but profound, like the unanswered call of a lonely coyote.

Thus he learned hurt; and on top of it he learned to avoid hurt, first, by not incurring the risk of it...

Solomon Island scourges, dysentery, had struck Berande plantation, and he was all alone to cope with it.  Also, he was afflicted himself. By stooping close, still on man-back, he managed to pass through the low doorway.  He took

Grief heals ... unshed tears fester like a canker in the soul.

Never before had I used my service to escape any woes that troubled me, but I did that day.

Grief should be aired, not buried.

Allow grief room to air itself," Maurice had taught her. "Be judicious in using the body to comfort another, for you may extinguish the freedom that the person feels to be able to share a sadness.

There's no way not to suffer. But you try all kinds of ways to keep from drowning in it.

I'm beginning to think," she said, "that growing just means learning more and more about anguish. That poison becomes your diet—you drink a little of it every day. Once you've seen it, you can't stop seeing it—that's the trouble. And it can, it can"—she passed her hand wearily over her brow again—"drive you mad.

Man, Fonny says, we just have to move it from day to day. If you think too much about it, you really are fucked, can't move at all.

As pessoas que lembram correm o risco de enlouquecer de dor, a dor da morte de sua inocência, a recorrer eternamente; as que esquecem se arriscam a mergulhar em outra espécie de loucura, a loucura de negar a dor e odiar a inocência; e o mundo basicamente se divide entre loucos que lembram e loucos que esquecem.

It's funny what you hold on to to get through terror when terror surrounds you.