Quotes About Recovery

And then something comes over you, and then suddenly it's as if you lift off the planet, and you're far above, looking down, and you've got to find this person, like the needle in the proverbial haystack. It's very strange. I could never express what that felt like. The feeling when you've lost something- that's bad enough. But when you've lost someone, it's awful.

nature can help people recover from "normal psychological wear and tear"—

After a while, though, even the deepest sorrow faltered, even the most penetrating despair lost its scalpel edge.

Depression becomes for us a set of habits, behaviors, thought processes, assumptions, and feelings that seems very much like our core self; you can't give those up without something to replace them and without expecting some anxiety along the way. Recovery from depression is like recovery from heart disease or alcoholism.

Like alcoholism, depression is a lifelong condition that can be cured only by a deliberate effort to change our selves.

If you have two years of sobriety behind you, then take a drink, you're much more likely to keep on drinking because the mere act of taking a drink—an irrevocable decision—will make you suddenly start to discount all the information and experience you have about the value of sobriety. You'll rationalize (I can control my drinking), minimize (A few drinks won't kill me), and deny (Well, I guess I never really was an alcoholic).

They say that time heals all wounds. But even as wounds heal they leave scars, token reminders of the pain.

There's no hurt so great that love can't heal it.

The first casualty of hitting rock bottom is vanity.

Grief isn't a luxury; it's an appropriate response to loss. You don't just will it away. If you allow it to run its course, it will fade with time, but if you ignore it or pretend it doesn't exist, it only gets worse.

Some people aren't meant to fight. They're meant to pick up the pieces.

I was raised Catholic. I went to church every Sunday with my family, then came home and got beaten up by my old man. He beat God right out of me.

It is caused, in its entirety, by a lifetime of bearing first-hand witness to, on behalf of everyone – courts, relatives, public, society – man's inhumanity to man. The result of this diagnosis? The summer of 2016 off work. Two cures: talking and pharmaceutical. And this book.

I swear, I end up feeling empty, like you've taken something out of me and I have to search my body for scars.

You swallow my heart and flee, but I want it back now, baby. I want it back.

Already today I hit you twice. Once I knocked the wind out of you, once I knocked the consciousness out of you. Here you are back the third time. You call that smart?

So do yourself a favour. Go away and hide somewhere while you lick your wounds. Enjoy your friends and your family, and wait until you've recovered a bit before you start looking for a new partner. And when you do, try to pick someone whose scars are relatively well-healed too – because of course this works the other way round as well. That way you can both see each other as you really are, and start your relationship the way you want to continue it.

May your home be so holy with laughter that wounded birds lean against your door to listen and heal. – Richard Van Camp's Twitter and Facebook Posts, July 22, 2017 (Ma traduction en français : Que votre maison soit si bénie par le rire que les oiseaux blessés s'appuient contre votre porte pour écouter et guérir.)

Sometimes when things get taken away from you it feels like there's a hole at your centre where you can feel the wind blow through, that's sure.

I've come to understand that the pain of a wound or a loss is over as it happens. What follows is the pain of getting well.

They scooped out our insides, Saul. We are not responsible for that. We are not responsible for what happened to us. None of us are," Fred said. LBut our healing - that's up to us.

I felt as though nothing had changed. I felt as though the only thing I had done was quit drinking. Only the land offered me any kind of solace.

They scooped out our insides, Saul. We're not responsible for that. We're not responsible for what happened to us. None of us are." Fred said. "But our healing—that's up to us. That's what saved me. Knowing it was my game." "Could be a long game," I said. "So what if it is?" he said. "Just keep your stick on the ice and your feet moving. Time will take care of itself.

They scooped out our insides, Saul. We're not responsible for that. We're not responsible for what happened to us. None of us are. Fred said. But our healing--that's up to us. That's what saved me. Knowing it was my game.