Quotes About Coping

You surround yourself with your pain or you avoid it and let it find you when you are trying to do other things

Tibby cried into her soup when it finally came. I'm scared... , she told it. The carrots and peas made no reply, but she felt better for having told them.

They needed to grieve alone was what Tibby's dad said. Lena wondered if really there was any choice in that. Everyone grieved alone.

They were here all at once, but not together. Survival took self-absorption, and it made them strangers with nothing to do and no way to relate

Le chagrin, c'est comme un nouveau-né, les trois premiers mois, c'est l'enfer et, au bout de six mois, on finit par s'avouer vaincu, on réorganise sa vie en fonction de lui, on lui fait de la place.

She was worried these thoughts would crush her if she let them come, but they didn't. You didn't know how heavy they were until you tried to lift them. You didn't know how strong you were.

Life is not fair, I had reminded myself. Everybody gets a bad break from time to time. The important thing is not what those breaks are, but how you deal with them. If I ever got as sick as Danielle, I hoped I could also be as cheerful and funny and realistic as she was.

I cry and wonder how I'm going to fall asleep because sleeping means waking and going through all this again.

I cry and wonder how I am going to fall asleep because sleeping means waking and going through all this again.

While grief is fresh, every attempt to divert only irritates. You must wait till it be digested, and then amusement will dissipate the remains of it.

Grief was an illness with me. Unfortunately it's incurable. I've just learned to live with it.

He called up the numbness with which he armed himself to get through each day.

we don't sit enough with our grief and let our bodies process it.

When things go right, I read. When things go wrong, I read more.

I mean, at first, it was kind of disappointing. But people recover from disappointment. Otherwise we'd all be hanging from nooses. Right?

I just do the best I can under the circumstances.

I didn't want to talk about what happened, so it seemed safest not to talk at all.

I remembered Owen telling me how music had saved him in Phoenix, that it drowned everything out, and it was the same for me now. As long as I had something to listen to, I could blur the things I didn't want to think about, if not block them out completely.

And while it is hard enough to take away something that makes a person happy it's even more difficult when it seems like it's the only thing.

Maybe that's what you got when you stood over your grief, facing it finally. A sense of its depths, its area, the distance across, and the way over or around it, whichever you chose in the end.

In Anger Management,' he said,'we had to do all this role-playing stuff. You know, to get used to handling things in a less volatile way.' 'You role-played,' I said, trying to picture this. 'I had to. It was court-ordered.

Anger's not bad, he said. It's human...

So it had been me. Maybe I'd known that all along, and that was why I had run. Because I didn't show weakness: I didn't depend on anyone. And if he'd been like the others, and just let me go, I would have been fine. It would have been easy to go on conveniently forgetting as I kept my heart clenched tight, away from where anyone could get to it.

So I narrowed my world, cutting put everyone who'd known me or tried to befriend me. It was the only thing I knew to do.