234 Quotes About Hurting

Don't be a reflection of your depression, your dark, or your ugly. Reflect what you want. Your light, your beauty, & your strength. Aspire for greatness - reflect who you are; not which deficits you maintain. Showcase the hidden treasures.

That's why we make enemies of our friends as soon as they start to drift, he thought, cos that way they get stuck with all our flaws, unlike when they're shared. Maybe brief friendships are best. If you pull out in time, the vices are all theirs.

Being emotionally undercut by some friends, can feel like a physical uppercut to the chin, when deep down you just weren't ready for it, again.

...healing isn’t just the part that looks like healing. You don’t just get fixed in a weekend. You have to keep making the choice to fix yourself. Every time you choose to be nice to yourself instead of being unkind. Every time you decide to experience life fully in all its shades of joy and sorrow. Every time you participate in the boring drudgery of self-care. The whole thing was the healing—everything that came before and everything that’s happened after.

Smile, I do as I march an inch further towardsmy funeral. My broken skeleton calls for itstomb beneath Coventry cathedral, where I canhear the tunes of saintly people.

Yo he vuelto a parirte, con el mismo dolor, para que vivas un poco más, para que no desaparezcas de la memoria. Y lo he hecho con palabras, porque ellas, que son móviles, que hablan siempre de manera distinta, no petrifican, no hacen las veces de tumba. Son la poca sangre que puedo darte, que puedo darme.

Thank you for making me miss you, for the hole in my heart, for the tears on this napkin. You make me want to hurt for a new person. I guess that’s all we can ever ask for.

I do not allow anybody to hurt me without my permission, because, I believe in no expectations, no disappointments, no hurting myself, just being me and my imaginative self. Trust me because, when I have expectations, I am setting myself up for disappointment.

Eyes so young, so full of pain ... Two lonely drops of winter rain ... And no tear could these eyes sustain ... For too much had they seen.