Quotes About Coping

I was starting to learn how to forget the things that made me sad. It was like a charm you followed step-by-step, collecting and blending the ingredients, placing everything in its proper place. It was the magic of forgetting.

You still cry too easily, but without your tears, at least, everything would burn.

One was the repurposing of trauma or upset as a badge of honor, the turning of the statement "I can't believe what I'm going through" from a complaint to a boast, from "I can't believe what I'm being put through" to "I can't believe what I'm managing to get through.

The mind can go either direction under stress—toward positive or toward negative:

The more you can escape from how horrible things really are, the less it's going to bother you...and then, the worse things get.

What's coming will come and we'll just have to meet it when it does.

I've had problems with my eyes, and my legs hurt if I walk a great deal. That's due to very bad circulation. It's called claudication, and it's painful. So I have to stop if I'm walking, and pretending I'm looking in the window, so that I can rest them a little bit and then start off again.

There are only so many things we can do that make us feel better. We pick up the newspapers and we want to cry every day. We turn on the news and we want to jump out the first window, jump in front of the first truck.

I started playing poker in 2003 during my pregnancy, to distract myself from my awful morning sickness. For months all I did was cry and play Texas Hold'em.

When you get chemo, some people get a lot of sores in their mouth and even their esophagus, so they chew on ice; thank God that didn't happen with me.

Since I've had kids, I thank God that I don't drink, as I really wouldn't have been able to cope.

In the immediate aftermath of the separation I just wrote and wrote and wrote. And wrote and wrote and wrote. Thank God I had that as an outlet.

I became an insomniac, really, hardly slept at all, didn't even try to. And it's carried on. I hate to say I only need as much sleep as Mrs. Thatcher, but I can cope really well on five hours.

We do have trouble dealing with death, but it's the one thing that is guaranteed we are all going to have to do, and we are going to have to face it many times before we die ourselves.

Performing was something I could cling to. It was the only thing I had some control over and that's why I did it. If I hadn't, I'm not sure which way I'd have gone.

Since September 11, 2001, the real world has become too scary for a lot of people to be with - all the time.

Boxing wasn't taking me to the darkest places in my life. No. The fights were the easy part because it took my mind away from self-destruction. When I came out of the ring I had to deal with the real world. Fighting was my escape.

There seems to be a theme running through the women I play. They take their circumstances and try to make the best of them.

A good cry will help you clean out the pipes so you can breathe easier.

Listen, young man, everyone has their hard knocks and disappointments. Everyone, not just you. I know for you this is a big one, but it might help to wrap your head around what you have, not what's missing.

It's not like I didn't feel sorry for myself sometimes. I've cried my heart out. Sometimes I cried till I couldn't stand up straight. It's just that I never cried like that in front of anyone." "I

This book has been like a monkey on my back for over a year. I can't separate it from losing my mother so I have to finish it and send it away. And until I can get my writing back, a part of me is missing.

troubles aren't worth the paper they're written on, but that doesn't mean writing them down won't help you get a fix on 'em.

Whenever I'm in a bad place, I take a little trip in my head.