Quotes About Coping

Enxuguei os olhos com as pontas do cachecol enquanto caminhava, repetidas vezes e à pressa, para passar despercebido. Na verdade, ninguém estava a olhar para mim, eu queria era passar despercebido a mim próprio. Eu sabia, bem de mais, que existe uma lei interna segundo a qual não se deve nunca começar a chorar, quando se tem demasiados motivos para o fazer.

What's wrong with running away from reality if it sucks?!

You can't get away from dire health, but you may as well get some use out of it. It is not a question of making sense of suffering, because nothing does make sense of it. It is a question of not… sinking into it. It is talking back to whatever hurts, whether that is physical or psychological, so that it doesn't submerge you.

We don't have to invite pain in, he thinks. It's waiting for us: sooner rather than later.

His suppressed grief becomes anger. But what can he do with anger? It must also be suppressed.

From time to time, I'll look back through the personal journals I've scribbled in throughout my life, the keepers of my raw thoughts and emotions. The words poured forth after my dad died, when I went through a divorce, and after I was diagnosed with breast cancer. There are so many what-ifs scribbled on those pages.

The only way to end grief was to go through it.

only under the water can I allow myself to weep. Only under the water can I admit that I almost died and that I was terrified and that I wish there was someone to whom I could tell all that.

I am afraid that if I begin to feel, I won't be able to bear it. I am afraid that the emotion will be like a wave sucking me under.

It was enough to make her want to sit down on the ground and cry. It was too much. But there was no one else, so it couldn't be too much. It had to be exactly enough. It had to be what she could handle, and she had to handle it

Tana would sit near the door to the basement with fingers in her ears, tears and snot running down her face as she cried and cried and cried. And little Pearl would toddle up, crying, too. They cried while they ate their cereal, cried while they watched cartoons, and cried themselves to sleep at night, huddled together in Tana's little bed. 'Make her stop' Pearl said, but Tana couldn't.

The problem with coming through something terrible and big is that afterward, you're left feeling all the feelings that you shoved down and pushed away. For many long days, I have been terrified, and now, when I ought to be feeling great, what i want to do is hide under a table in the brugh with Cardan until i can finally convince myself he's all right.

The problem with coming through something terrible and big is that afterward, you're left feeling all the feelings that you shoved down and pushed away. For many long days, I have been terrified, and now, when I ought to be feeling great, what I want to do is hide under a table in the brugh with Cardan until I can finally convince myself he's all right. And maybe make out with his face, if he's feeling up to that.

We're not going to be fine, Tana. We're never going to be fine ever again.

But my heart keeps beating harder, and I shrink into myself, as though if I am still enough, anxiety will stop gnawing on my insides.

Hazel began to list what she knew. She liked lists. They were comfortingly straightforward, even when they were full of crazy stuff.

The problem with coming through something terrible and big is that afterward, you're left feeling all the feelings that you shoved down and pushed away.

It's not the first awful thing I have endured and pushed into the back of my brain. That's how I've been coping, and if there's another, better way, I do not know it

You don't have to stay angry because if you don't, there's a bottomless well of fear ready to open up under you.

Her head was throbbing. The events of the last twenty-four hours were too much. She wanted to curl up in a dark hole and maybe engage in some screaming therapy.

Kemarahan dan kesedihan sama-sama sulit dipikul

This was how it could be done. This was how you lived with a terrible secret. You just did it. You pretended everything was fine. You ignored the deep, cramplike pain in your stomach. You somehow anesthetized yourself so that nothing felt that bad, but nothing felt that good either.

There was something pathetic about the rejected wife bravely pulling herself together, joining a tennis club, doing a photography course, cutting her hair, venturing timidly back out onto the single scene.

A well-managed breakdown can turn out to be a good thing," he told Yao. "Try to see it as an opportunity. An opportunity to grow and learn about yourself.