Quotes About Recovery

There was a sink for washing glasses and an assortment of cartoon napkins illustrating the lighter side of alcoholism.

What, you finally ask yourself, do I do now? Your entire recovery—all that passes for drug treatment in this country—has been about defining what you don't want to be, what you fear and dread and need to avoid.

Lo complicado no es sobreponerse al abandono de una mujer, lo complicado es sentarse a reescribir tus sueños.

Im Krankenhaus, so mein Bettnachbar und Zimmerkamerad, er hat mich murmeln hören, seien wir dazu verdammt, zu liegen und zu warten, bis es besser wird. Oder richtig krank zu werden. Deshalb heiße es Krankenhaus.

My God, woman! Your life was destroyed. You've rebuilt a new one, a deeply productive one, without ever surrendering. You're entitled to not be strong about everything every instant. And you have the right to admit that it hurts, and that things frighten you.

clearly used captured data and documents, and the handful of broken, scarred human prisoners who'd been recovered from them had been "interrogated" with a casual, dispassionate brutality that was horrifying.

We will get it back.

The world is full of broken people. Splints, casts, miracle drugs, and time can't mend fractured hearts, wounded hearts, wounded minds, torn spirits.

Time doesn't, as advertised, heal all wounds. Although the wrenching immediacy of grief eventually passed, the settled sorrow that replaced it might in its own way be even more intense.

After a silence, because he knew me well, he said, Not all wounds are the bleeding kind.

Storytelling can heal broken hearts and damaged minds.

Here lie your hopes and dreams, shattered and swept aside...

When I was your age, I lived in bed, racked with polio. I asked myself every day, 'Where is God? Where is God? Where is God?' God never came. It wasn't God who saved me—it was medicine. Reason is my prophet and it tells me that as a watch stops, so we die. It's the end. If the watch doesn't work properly, it must be fixed here and now by us.

Does pain go away and leave no trace, then?

But darling, I am clean. Two years clean." "Cept the coke, weed, drink, pills . . ." "I said I'm clean, not a bloody Mormon!

Jason reached out for my hand, and we headed out the hospital exit, on our way to rebuild our lives together free of chaos and lies.

You must use that hope an' faith to help you get well.

it's not how far you fall, but how high you bounce that counts.

I was an abused kid.

I grew up in a terrible home of abuse and I didn't realize I was in a home of abuse.

I had bought some land in Unnao with the money I got after the accident. I plan to build a sports academy for the disabled there.

Accidents happen on the field.

Addicts are hard workers.

Because I know I'm an addict, and I know I'm an alcoholic.