#recover

I know now that we never get over great losses; we absorb them, and they carve us into different, often kinder, creatures. ↗

— Gail Caldwell

#recovery #friendship

Then the long nights, that were also days, in the hospital. And the long blanks, that were also nights. Needles, and angled glass rods to suck water through. Needles, and curious enamel wedges slid under your middle. Needles, and - needles and needles and needles. Like swarms of persistent mosquitoes with unbreakable drills. The way a pincushion feels, if it could feel. Or the target of a porcupine. Or a case of not just momentary but permanently endured static electricity after you scuff across a woolen rug and then put your finger on a light switch. Even food was a needle - a jab into a vein... ("For The Rest Of Her Life") ↗

— Cornell Woolrich

#needles #recovery #surgery #food

Deep down inside, each of us knows what our truths are. It is forgivable to lose them...It is unforgivable not to reclaim them. ↗

— Holli Kenley

#healing #recovery #truths #forgiveness

We take action when we have the honesty to admit that things are still broken, despite our best efforts otherwise. We take action when we hold ourselves continually open to new techniques, remaining resolutely receptive to new sources of support and new feeds of information. We take action when we are willing, in each new moment, to try again. ↗

— Shannon Cutts

#recovery #life

My experience in Iraq made me realize, and during the recovery, that I could have died. And I just had to do more with my life. ↗

— Tammy Duckworth

#died #during #experience #had #i