Quotes About Recovery

Neil says, and he shakes my hand in that way that people do in here to remind themselves that you're the patient and they're the doctor/ volunteer/employee. They like you, and they genuinely want you to do better, but when they shake your hand you feel that distance, that slight disconnect because they know that you're still broken somewhere, that you might snap at any moment.

I'm not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?

There comes a time in a man's life when he looks around and realizes he's made a mess of everything. He's dug a hole for himself so deep that not only can't he get out, but he doesn't even know which way is up anymore.

Childhood trauma may sneak up from behind and fuck you in the ass when you grow up, but at least it leaves a tip on the nightstand.

She's still making me go over every detail of the affair. And, you know, whenever I check my email, everything's in the read folder because she's already gone through it all." "That's a horrible way to live—for you and for her. You know what Lorraine calls it?" "No." "Pain shopping. She's not getting healed by that. She's just getting retraumatized.

that wanting to give up "anything" for someone else's happiness is a dysfunctional symptom of love addiction and codependence.

Some people say that time cures all wounds, but I think that time is the wound.

Addiction is only as strong as you let it be, and I had let it become too powerful.

Suddenly I realize that the dichotomy between the false self and the authentic self that all these recovery people talk about is meaningless. It's a value judgment that's impossible to determine. A better way to think about it is the destructive self and the creative self: the you that damages your life and the lives of others, and the you that brings forth the best in yourself, is connected to others, and is in harmony with the world around you.

There still can be help and hope after a point of crisis, and we must never forget that. The church is supposed to be a redeeming community, in which every member is on one rung of the recovery ladder, reaching down to the person on the rung below and helping them rise above their circumstances and addictions. This cannot happen unless there is honesty-about ourselves and with each other.

And hardly had she left her bed and become able to walk again without pain, hardly had the children returned from the houses of the neighbors, when she began to have her fifth child.

stock market has gone to hell, and people have

And here I am again, not convalescing this time but decompressing, which is a lot better than decomposing.

When Jack Colby first came aboard The Maine looking for a job, wearing a T-shirt that said: "Wounded Combat Vet—Some Reassembly Required

We're not thieves. We're repatriating

Americans, they'll have a legal means to recover

As with real estate, what matters with bullet holes is location, location, location. Obviously these holes were in the right locations, because I was convalescing, not decomposing.

I was very depressed in those months, because it's not funny to lose both your feet when you're thirty years old.

People who spent the war in prison camps have written a lot of books about what a bad time they had, she said quietly, staring into the embers. They don't know what it was like, not being in a camp.

Even today, you can still see the empty lots that the riots left in their wake.

houses are pretty illiquid assets - which means they are hard to sell quickly when you are in a financial jam. House prices are 'sticky' on the way down because sellers hate to cut the asking price in a downturn; the result is a glut of unsold properties and people who would otherwise move stuck looking at their For Sale signs. That in turn means that home ownership can tend to reduce labour mobility, thereby slowing down recovery.

And what physicians say about consumptive illnesses is applicable here: that at the beginning, such an illness is easy to cure but difficult to diagnose; but as time passes, not having been recognized or treated at the outset, it becomes easy to diagnose but difficult to cure.

After I got shot, you want to know the very first thing that entered my mind? The U.S. Mint. I am coin in the U.S. Army. Now, I have two small holes in me. I'm no longer perfectly culled. Do you want to know the very last thing that entered my mind, You.

It's possible to go on, no matter how impossible it seems, and that in time, the grief . . . lessens. It may not go away completely, but after a while it's not so overwhelming.