Quotes About Recovery

We cannot know for sure whether Plath's original order in "Ariel" was meant to suggest a narrative of recovery from anger, depression, and self-punishment. But her placement of "wintering" at the collection's end hints that she believed she was becoming more resilient, and that she may have began, before her own death, to forgive her father for dying.

You look pretty, as always," he said. Azalea grinned, deciding not to remind him that the last times he had seen her, she had been soaked, frozen, unconscious, and a torn mess of the undead.

Ultimately, Laura found sufficient resources, both internal and external, to wean herself from the medications, and to see her emotions and moods as fundamentally human, rather than as problems to be solved.

Those who have lost loved ones to situations from which their bodies could not be recovered often suffer from prolonged periods of grief. When we view our dead, sit with them, and talk with them, we set a foundation upon which our grief, our neural recalibration, can be moored.

Even as depression and anxiety, or else simple dissatisfaction with the state of things, are as prevalent as ever, we are urged to get over these feelings, to recover from them, to bounce back quickly, or else to conceal them. To do otherwise is to embrace the "fail." You are not following the rules. Start acting like a happy winner or you might become a depressed loser forever.

There's nothing inherently interesting about being a drunk -- in fact, quite the contrary.

Looking out over the water, I spotted him right away,straddling his board. He was only a dot, but I would have known him anywhere.I thought of the shape of his hands,the hollow at the base of his spine,the way my heart had never stopped skipping a beat at the sound of his voice, and I realized it was the kind of loss- because I knew now that the thing I wanted more than anything in the world not to go fully wrong could- from which I would never fully recover. And I'm not sure I ever fully have.

My heart was beating so hard that for a second I thought I might pass out. It was like revisiting the hole where you'd once been held in solitary confinement: a force field of muscle-memory-stored pain and toxic energy so palpable I was afraid that if I stayed any longer it might suck me back in.

If I've made any "progress" it's that now I know I'll be an alcoholic till the day I die, and that is both my biggest cross and my greatest blessing.

Someone who loved me was listening and watching over me. I didn't ever hear Her speak to me, but I knew She was there. I fell asleep to the comforting rhythms of the now-familiar prayers and music of Compline. I wasn't praying with my feet. I wasn't doing anything at all. I felt better than I had since my accident.

I think everyone has one day like this, and some people have more than one. It's the day of the accident, the midlife crisis, the breakdown, the meltdown, the walkout, the sellout, the giving up, giving away, or giving in. The day you stop drinking, or the day you start. The day you know things will never be the same again

Who wants to recover? It took me years to get that tiny. I wasn't sick; I was strong.

There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn't matter anymore.

There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn't matter anymore.

Who wants to recover? It took me years to get that tiny. I wasn't sick; I was strong.

My theory is that a strong healthy man isn't likely to be creative. It is illness and pain that encourages him to live another life.

We need to find the humility to admit that we are indeed powerless and helpless so we can take the first steps in finding ways to heal. – Dr. Thomas Demaria

Getting up and putting on your shoes after a disaster is a badge of honor." -- Dr. Thomas Demaria

True healing is when you somehow transform the nature of how you perceive what you have gone through." -- Dr. Thomas Demaria

Moving forward" does not mean that we heal in a linear, sequential way.

You are like a baby bird that has fallen out of the nest, too weak and fragile to fly back. You need to learn how to feed yourself soul vitamins so that you can regain your energy and the will to live fully.

The human psyche is a self-correcting mechanism.

The three cycles of loss center on our sense of control, safety, and identity.

It's impossible to predict how the heart heals or how long it is going to take.