Quotes About Recovery

This is something I know: no matter how far you have run, no matter how long you have been lost, it is never too late to be found.

and every time she says the word, it breaks her heart into pieces that she has to pick up in her hands and shove back in her chest.

The look in her eyes is of a person who drank from the end of a gun barrel and found it delicious.

Sometimes buried memories of abuse emerge spontaneously. A triggering event or catalyst starts the memories flowing. The survivor then experiences the memories as a barrage of images about the abuse and related details. Memories that are retrieved in this manner are relatively easy to understand and believe because the person remembering is so flooded with coherent, consistent information.

You may experience waves of disbelief after each memory you retrieve. Whether as a phase or waves, the disbelief is usually accompanied by massive self-hate and guilt. 'How can I even think such a thing? I must really be warped,' you tell yourself.

The worst thing in the world can happen, but the next day the sun will come up. And you will eat your toast. And you will drink your tea.

Her children by herself after twenty years of an abusive.

All he has is a mangled ankle. I have Americans.

I broke off in amazement. My father—my distant, unemotional father—had a child in Italy. A child with an Italian woman called Sofia. But hidden where only Sofia could find him? A chill came over me. The letter was never delivered. A child hidden away and never found? Of course now, twenty- eight years later, I had to hope that Sofia had recovered the child and all was well.

Time is the only healer.

this sweet and kind woman how it felt to have lost my baby. "Don't look so sad," she said, touching my cheek. "All is well. We are tested and we survive, and life will be good again.

He tried to get up and move, but a searing pain from his leg shot through him. The last thing he heard before he blacked out was the song of a bird, greeting the dawn.

Like a fox being chased by the hounds, she needed a bolthole in which to lick her wounds.

Slowly, things were getting back to normal. The problem was, normal didn't feel so good anymore.

Whenever people have trouble letting go of good things or bad things, it's because they are associated to the memory. It doesn't matter what it is, it's just like being there. If you're holding on to bad memories, it's now time to look at them and shrink them down.

When I studied phobias, I didn't study the people who had them. I studied the people who got over them.

Like a good harbor, the child therapist offers the besiegedc child physical shelter, tolerance of her defensive preoccupation, and a rare opportunity to let down her guard and rest. Just as a sinking hull must be righted and secured before more lasting repairs can be made, therapy can help a child enduringly heal only after she has been spared further abuse and neglect.

Let go of those painful and traumatic experiences and hold on to those precious moments in your life.

It's hard knowing that one bag of heroin, one mile away, would help me forget it all.

We need to build the infrastructure of the future, not just patch up that of the past. Failure to do so will only stall the current Reset and hold back recovery. We must make intelligent investments in new infrastructure that can move beyond the constraints of our current energy-inefficient, environmentally destructive, time-devouring infrastructure. We need to increase the velocity of moving people, good, and ideas.

If you lose all hope, you can always find it again.

If loneliness is the disease, the story is the cure.

He wrote to tell him not to be scared that he had injured his brain, because he had done the same thing and got better. It was a source of comfort beyond words.

No, no, there was danger there. It was thinking of the past that drove him to the bottle. He was just going to have to accept the present.