Quotes About Coping

But one thing I'd learned in therapy was that just because a feeling made no sense didn't make you stop feeling it.

Sometimes you just stayed numb, because anything else was not helpful. Sanity relied on numbness, sometimes.

I seemed to have only two speeds on problems that hit me emotionally, either putting my fingers in my ears and going la-la-la, or picking up an axe and attacking the issue.

When life sucks, read. They can't yell at you for that. And if they do, then you can ignore them.

I stuff my mouth with old fabric and scream until there are no sounds left under my skin.

the only thing that helped me breathe was opening a book

I just want to sleep. The whole point of not talking about it, of silencing the memory, is to make it go away. It won't. I'll need brain surgery to cut it out of my head.

There is a beast in my gut, I can hear it scraping away at the inside of my ribs. Even if I dump the memory, it will stay with me, staining me. My closest is a good thing, a quiet place that helps me hold these thoughts inside my head where no one can hear them.

thoughts hidden there? If she can, what will she do? Call the cops? Send me to the nuthouse? Do I want her to? I just want to sleep. The whole point of not talking about it, of silencing the memory, is to make it go away. It won't. I'll need brain surgery to cut it out of my head. Maybe I should wait until David Petrakis is a doctor, let him do it.

The whole point of not talking about it, of silencing the memory, is to make it go away.

She snapped, they said. Couldn't take it anymore. Reached her breaking point. We should teach our girls that snapping is okay instead of waiting for someone else to break them.

I used to dream about bringing a knife to therapy and slicing her into pork chop-sized pieces.

The warped perception of time is a hallmark of trauma.

A plan began forming in my mind, but I quickly shushed the thought. I didn't have time to dream or plan. I would deal with each hour as it came, one step at a time.

The whole point of not talking about it, of silencing the memory, is to make it go away. It won't.

when I wasn't stoned the only thing that helped me breathe was a book

I try not to dwell on this.

Dr. StupidParker says that when I'm sad it really means I'm angry and when I'm angry it really means I'm afraid.

If Mrs. Elliott chose to work off her upset by indulging in an orgy of baking, it was fine with me.

When the choice came down to tears, strong drink, or potatoes, one chooses potatoes. She

When rape is inevitable, lie back and enjoy it.

When you feel like you've had it up to here, and you're mad enough to scream, but you're sad enough to tear, that's rock bottom.

If you're happy, you eat. If you're sad, you eat. You lose a job, you eat. You get a job, you eat. It's, you know, it's addiction.

I learned to practice smiling when I'm feeling sad, you know?