Quotes About Coping

My brother dying changed me. I didn't realize how strong I was until I lost my brother.

I take antidepressants, which I was embarrassed about for a long time, but it keeps me going.

I can be an emotional eater.

I think for me, food was a way for me to deal with emotional trouble.

I used music and reading to erase my world, so basically I read for up to 16 hours a day for 23 years.

I started doing comedy because it was an escape for me.

Pain is an event. It happens to you, and you deal with it in whatever way you can.

We all have our fictions, little lies we tell ourselves to keep going from one day to the next.

I gargled a laugh, but I'd never felt more like crying in my life. "I'm fine.

Thinking about all that was exhausting. Despite the hours I'd spent getting shrink-wrapped, I still wasn't sold that talking did a whole heck of a lot except let everyone else know what was going on inside your head. It's not like talking ever made anything go away.

Sometimes when you're sad, it's easier to be angry.

A counselor once told me the need to control is really about perfectionism and the inability to accept uncertainty. Do you agree with that?

One has to manage alone as best one can. (Karin Bergman)

Similarly, to the family of a seriously ill person, sometimes plainly stating, "Your father is dying," can be a gift in the most difficult of times.

Anything that consoles is fake.

I'm not running away, I'm moving on.

There are some people who say they're able to 'compartmentalize' things, as though it is possible to put negative or distressing thoughts into neat mental drawers to be taken out only at a psychologically convenient time. It's a beguiling idea, but I've never bought it. In my experience, sadness and regret seek into one's consciousness willy-nilly, or they suddenly leap out at you with a snarl. The only real remedy is time…

The cure for anything is salt water — sweat, tears, or the sea.

All sorrows can be borne if you can put them into a story.

How many more times do we have to come to terms with death before we find safety?" he asked. He waited a few minutes, but the three of us didn't say anything. He continued: "Every time people come at us with the intention of killing us, I close my eyes and wait for death. Even though I am still alive, I feel like each time I accept death, part of me dies. Very soon I will completely die and all that will be left is my empty body walking with you. It will be quieter than I am.

True sorrows do not pass like clouds or inclement weather...Sorrows are absorbed over time, and you reshape yourself around them. How you absorb them makes you what you are for good or ill. I think the only true and right way is to take our sorrows into us bravely and wholly, knowing they will hurt, and accepting that sometimes pain is unavoidable. It is when grief is suppressed or hidden that it does harm

Sadness is also a kind of defence.

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

I am always saying "Glad to've met you" to somebody I'm not at all glad I met. If you want to stay alive, you have to say that stuff, though.