Quotes About Coping

Over the years I observed Kevin watching decapitations, disembowelments, dismemberments, flayings, impalements, deoculations, and crucifixions, and I never saw him flinch. Because he'd mastered the trick. If you decline to identify, slice-and-dice is no more discomforting than watching your mother prepare beef stroganoff.

Teenagers often manage their feelings by dumping the uncomfortable ones on their parents,

When girls come into my office in a panic...and I can tell that they they're just a wreck, I get out my glitter jar and I do this." She picked up the jar and shook it fiercely the way one shakes a snow globe. The placid water immediately became a sparkling purple tempest. "And then I say to the girl, 'Right now, this is what it's like in your brain. So first, let's settle your glitter.

It's critical to remember that by the time teens are telling us that they feel anxious or angry or sad or any other emotion they choose to put into words, they're already using an effective strategy for helping themselves cope with it. As a psychologist, I know this through and through. As a parent, though, I often forget it.

It is a full-time job to cope with alien elements from both interpersonal sources and societal influences.

Survivors make it because they learn to adapt. Adaptation is coping. Coping is strength.

We all internalize wounds and develop strategies to protect ourselves. These strategies feed our Imposters.

This is the real world. We are real people. This is real life. And things sometimes happen that don't fit in with how we think the story should go, but we just have to take a deep breath and get on with it, not sit there in the corner sulking because it's not what we were hoping for.

Shock is a merciful condition. It allows you to get through disaster with a necessary distance between you and your feelings.

I would cry all of the time and I didn't know why! I was having shows and after the show I would go to the room, order a big hamburger and a vanilla shake or something like that... and cry because I was so depressed... I think it was because I was too tired.

I think I had my first anxiety attack at the age of 10. Then it sort of varied between being so bad that I barely dared to go out to periods where it almost vanished. It's sort of like an ebb and flow thing.

I had always thought of myself as fairly tough and fairly strong and fairly able to cope with anything. And then I had a series of personal losses. My mother died. A relationship that I was in came to end, and a variety of other things went awry.

Whether trauma will be a cruel and punishing Gorgon or a vehicle for soaring to the heights of transformation and mastery depends upon how we approach it.

I'm not tough, and I never have been. I suppose over the years I've built up kind of a veneer to protect myself because I have functioned on my own for a long, long time, and I have never had a lot of flunkies preceding me to clear the way.

Not every kid plays football, basketball. Running can be a source to vent and let things out.

I'm someone that needs to talk about my problems. I call my mom every single day at school just to vent about random stuff. Singing is the same thing.

Some people can vent their anger, take a breath, and let it go, but I wasn't one of them.

There is ways and means to vent, and sometimes they can be the wrong ways.

When you're on the verge of depression, a good leveller is to put one foot in front of the other and do some manual labour.

It gnaws at her, I'm sure of it, but slowly, patiently: she takes the upper hand, she is able neither to console herself nor abandon herself to her suffering. She thinks about it a little bit, a very little bit, now and again she passes it on. Especially when she is with people, because they console her and also because it comforts her a little to talk about it with poise, with an air of giving advice. When she is alone in the rooms I hear her humming to keep herself from thinking.

When children's problem behavior persists despite rules and consequences, it often means that they do not have the skills to cope with challenging situations. We must either change those situations or teach better coping skills.

When the challenging behaviors continue despite consistently enforcing rules, it does not matter anymore whether the behavior was intentional. We need to understand how to alter the triggers to those behaviors and/or teach better ways to cope with those triggers.

Gesundheit," I told myself. But it didn't make me feel any better.

Well, come on, Debs," I said, and I admit I was a little peevish. "You knew this would happen, and it happened, so why should it bother you?" She