Trauma Recovery Quotes

The damage was permanent; there would always be scars. But even the angriest scars faded over time until it was difficult to see them written on the skin at all, and the only thing that remained was the memory of how painful it had been.

You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, 'I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.'

What deep wounds ever closed without a scar? The hearts bleed longest, and heals but to wear That which disfigures it.

When the wound/ No longer hurts/ The scar does.

In many regards, Me Too is about survivors talking to survivors.

I had to learn to walk again, talk again, think again.

I am what I am again: a writer. I have metabolized the injury into art.

...A scar signifies past pain, a wound that did not heal as it ought. But it testifies, too, to survival...(Here be Dragons)

It's been my experience with damaged people: they don't wake up every day and wallow in the bad things that have happened to them.

A child who has overcome challenges with proper emotional support will emerge stronger.

Recovering from the suicide of a loved one, you need all the help you can get.

At Lackland Air Force Base, they make an effort to retrain military dogs that suffer from PTSD. It's a lengthy, long process. The treatment is much the same as it would be for people, but it's a difficult road back.

I've fractured my skull twice, damaged a kidney, snapped a cruciate ligament in my knee, and broken all manner of bones, including my jaw. And I count myself very lucky it hasn't been worse!

If you don't heal the wounds of your childhood, you bleed into the future.

Being able to sing all these years has helped me handle life's tragedies.

Katrina silenced me for two years. I wrote a 12-page essay on my experience in Katrina, and that's it. I didn't write anything for, like, two, two and a half years after Katrina hit because it was so traumatic.

When I started writing 'My Struggle,' my father was still an issue: someone I had in me every day, someone I would dream about - he was still a part of me. He was such a huge figure for me, and now he is just one among many, and that feels like a relief.

My wish for the world would be to end violence against women. My wish for myself would be for peace of mind.

My experiences with violence in schools still echo throughout my life but standing to face the problem has helped me in immeasurable ways.

When life gave me tough situations, acting helped me cope with those situations.

I'm grounded in joy; I'm not grounded in the trauma anymore.

A lady of honor may be raped once, but it strengthens her virtue.

Forgiveness indeed heals memories

I'm a survivor. But I'm also victim, too. Surviving has the connotation that you've been through it, you lived through it and that's wonderful - but a victim is what I was. "Survivor" is the more healing way to look at it.

Days and nights passed over this despair of flesh, but one morning he awoke, looked (with calm now) at the blurred things that lay about him, and felt, inexplicably, the way one might feel upon recognizing a melody or a voice, that all this had happened to him before and that he had faced it with fear but also with joy and hopefulness and curiosity. Then he descended into his memory, which seemed to him endless, and managed to draw up from that vertigo the lost remembrance that gleamed like a coin in the rain - perhaps because he had never really looked at it except (perhaps) in a dream.