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"Forgiveness isn't my best thing.Easier staying pissed. But I'mtired of being pissed all the time.Tired of feeling hurt by stuff thatcan never be fixed because it isan indelible part of the past."
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"Emotional pain cannot kill you, but running from it can. Allow. Embrace. Let yourself feel. Let yourself heal."
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"We learn from pain that some of the things we thought were castles turn out to be prisons, and we desperately want out, but even though we built them, we can't find the door. Yet maybe if you ask God for help in knowing which direction to face, you'll have a moment of intuition. Maybe you'll see at least one next right step you can take."
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"But I love him.""So love him.""But I miss him.""So miss him. Send him love and light every time you think about him, and then drop it."
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"Grief ends up giving you the two best things: softness and illumination."
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"One of the most difficult things I ever did was learn to support myself through my whole range of emotional experiences without running away."
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"Feel guilty. Mourn this. But move on. Don't let it destroy you. Forgive yourself."
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"We may not be able to change the reality but we can change how our minds see and store it."
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"Total freedom from your past, both the good and the bad things is the foundation for a successful life."
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"The truth of life is that almost all that we achieve through pain is the best medicine for us, as most drugs are bitter."
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"Most of the poems I write take 5 minutes, but the words can give a lifetime of relief. Many people that have read my book say it helped them with their grief."
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"What we strive for, ultimately, is love. You won't find real love because you're beautiful on the outside. It is drawn to inner beauty. Spend your energy crafting that, and you will know true love."
Love
"In fact, since the accident, Mom doesn't love anyone. She is marble. Beautiful. Frigid. Easily stained by her family. What's left of us anyway. We are corpses.At first, we sought rebirth. But resurrection devoid of her love has made us zombies. We get up every morning, skip breakfast, hurry off to work or school. For in those other places, we are more at home.And sometimes we stagger beneath the weight of grief, the immensity of aloneness."
Grief
"Librarians were like guardian angels, with graying hair and beady eyes, magnified through reading glasses, and always read to recommend new literary windows to gaze through."
Libraries
"I felt so fine I didn't once overanalyze the perfect emotion, budding inside. The one I'd always feared most."
Joy
"It's probably weird to think about an addiction like it's a sentient being, but that's how it feels. Like it's something living inside you. Something you can't get rid of because killing it means killing you. I can't really understand addictions to drugs or alcohol. Things that control you. But an eating disorder is an addiction you control. Wait, is that paradoxical? I prefer to believe not."
Addiction
"Tying the know means slipping a noose around love and choking it to death."
Control
"Life is all about change. If it were static, think about how boring it would be. You can't be afraid of it, and you can't worry that you'll mess things up."
Change
"Do you ever dangle your toes over the precipice, dare the cliff to crumble, defy the frozen deity to suffer the sun, thaw feather and bone, take wing to fly you home?"
Freedom
"It's not easy to get close to anyone.... Everyone's afraid of everybody else.... maybe because we're all afraid of ourselves."
Fear
"You were a summer gift, one I'll always treasure. You were a dream I never wanted to wake up from. You opened my eyes to things I'll never really see. You're the best thing that will ever happen to me."
Memory
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