Quotes About Healing

They'd been too tired to keep sharpening the edges of their hurt feelings.

I'm not going to stop worrying. I like worrying. I come from a long line of worriers. It's in my blood. I just want you to make it stop hurting, please, Dr. Hodges.

She had not realized that grief was so physical. Before Zach died, she thought grief happened in your head. She didn't know that your whole body ached with it, that it screwed up your digestive system, your menstrual cycle, your sleep patterns, your skin. You wouldn't wish it on your worst enemy.

There was no point saying, You mustn't feel responsible. Of course she felt responsible. Denying her regret would be like denying her loss.

The doctors would fix her head and everything would be OK. She began shoving things back into the backpack. As she picked up the leather-bound diary, a photo fell out. It was a photo of three children in school uniform. It was obviously a posed shot because they were sitting in a row on a step with their elbows on their knees and their chins in their hands. There were two girls and a boy. The boy was in the middle. He had

She was busy thinking about the concept of forgiveness. It was such a lovely, generous idea when it wasn't linked to something awful that needed forgiving.

You were sad and hurt. Maybe your heart was broken, but you weren't broken

My mother was a drunk. That's all I have to say about her." "Mother issues," said Felicity, when Tess repeated this conversation. "Run a mile.

You're allowed to grieve your loss even if it's embarrassing

She had not realized that grief was so physical.

Have you heard the phrase 'hitting rock bottom'?" she said. She didn't wait for an answer. I noticed her voice had changed subtly. She was speaking in her "professional" voice. "It's something that happens to addicts when they finally break down in every way possible: physically, spiritually, emotionally.

She would have happily never seen Troy Delaney ever again, or even returned to Australia. The wounds had healed nicely, no visible scars, and she'd found a new life, a new love, so she could once again watch romantic comedies without scoffing.

There's a difference between heartbroken and damaged," said Ed. "You were sad and hurt. Maybe your heart was broken, but you weren't broken.

long time for her to reinstall her personality after he'd systematically taken it apart, making her doubt her every thought.

Finally, little by little, the vise around her chest loosened its grip enough for her to breathe again. It never went away completely. She'd accepted that a long time ago. She'd die with the clamp of grief still wrapped around her chest. She didn't want it to go away. That would be like Janie had never existed.

Libraries: The medicine chest of the soul.

Pain and illness, the deaths of those one loves, and discomforts and disappointments mar the happy norm, but they do not alter the fact that happiness is the norm, nor affect the tendency of the continuum to restore it, to heal it, after any disturbance.

When them Niggas Left Eye[I] It Got A Lil Bit Chilli[TLC], But I Just Let It Burn[Usher] Like The End Of A Philly.

I dont want a broken heart; cause Ill lose all the pieces.

A lot of women don't know how to love because there's deep reasons for them not knowing how to love. And what I mean by deep reasons is deep and dark reasons.

Just believe what God says that Jesus has done for you... spirit, soul, and body -- think about it, talk about it, sing about it, shout about it, and the praise cure has begun.

That's the funny thing about old hurts- they just wait for new heartache to come along and then show up, just as sharp and horrible as the first day you woke up with the world changed all around you.

Graves scooched a little closer to me, and I didn't even think about it. I put my arms around him and hugged. I didn't care if it hurt my arm and my ribs and my neck and pretty much every other part of me, my heart most of all. When you're wrecked, that's the only thing to do, right? Hold onto whatever you can. Hold on hard .

He wiped away the tears, tenderly, and I forgot to weep as he told me silently everything I always wanted to hear.