Quotes About Recovery

You know how they say that religion is the opiate of the masses? Well, I took masses of opiates religiously.

I thought you had to go to Iraq to get post traumatic stress disorder. And you do. But you can also just come on over to my house!

I wish that I could leave myself alone. I wish that I could finally feel that I punished myself enough. That I deserved time off for all my bad behavior. Let myself off the hook, drag myself off the rack where I am both torturer and torturee.

if you have a need to be comfortable all the time—well, among other things, you have the makings of a classic drug addict or alcoholic.

My only intent was to feel better—which is to say, not to feel at all.

Take your broken heart and make it to the heart.

ultimately you could say that I don't have a problem with drugs so much as I have a problem with sobriety.

It's as if I tripped and almost fell into my own grave. My only intent was to feel better—which is to say, not to feel at all.

But ultimately you could say that I don't have a problem with drugs so much as I have a problem with sobriety.

Recently I learned this amazing thing. If you become addicted to pain killers, it can go very, very wrong for you. Who knew?

But periodically I do explode. Now the good thing about this is that over time, the explosions have gotten smaller and the recovery time is faster, but what is guaranteed is that I will explode.

The second reason I decided to get ECT is that I was depressed. Profoundly depressed. Part of this could be attributed to my mood disorder, which was, no doubt, probably the source of the emotional intensity. That's what can take simple sadness and turn it into sadness squared.

Astley comes to my side. "Are you well?" "No," I tell him, voice hoarse. "I am not well. I am broken inside. I am broken almost all-the-way deep, and I don't know...I don't know if I can ever be unbroken, let alone well again".

Issie?" After a second her voice comes out small and tired. "I'm not here." "Oh." I back up so I can stare at the bathroom door. No feet. "Then I should probably freak out because the toilet is talking back to me, huh? A little too many pain meds for Zara today.

Outside, a birch tree bends from the weight of the snow. it'll spring back up once the snow melts, back to its normal, upright self. could that happen to me ?

I tucked the charred piece of her sweatshirt i had recovered into the back pocket of my jeans. I am glad she is with me now. Nick's anklet touches my skin. He is here too.

You know, life fractures all of us into little pieces. It harms us, but it's how we glue those fractures back together that makes us stronger.

What feels best is how I no longer hurt.

Claire took Owen to get his cast taken

No day is so bad it can't be fixed with a nap.

Gibbons wondered vaguely if he was becoming a morphine addict. He had certainly dosed himself into a stupid on account of the hideous pain resulting from the nurse's insistence that he get up and sit in a chair. He rather thought that being a drug addict would interfere with his career as a police detective, but that didn't seem to matter as much as it had a little while ago.

They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite

Hearts are breakable," Isabelle said. "And I think even when you heal, you're never what you were before".

He's very pretty. For a human." "He's very broken," said Magnus. "Like a lovely vase that someone has smashed. Only luck and skill can put it back together the way it was before.