Yolanda Hadid Quotes

I have been dealing with illness and its manifestations since I was a teenager, and I think that gives me a very healthy respect for the things in life we can't control.

My illness is excruciating and difficult to cope with. It takes over your entire life and causes more suffering than I can describe.

I'm still human - I can't not feel.

I've been trying to immerse myself in the narratives of other people. I try to not isolate myself as much. It is really hard. People that are sensitive, you just feel too porous sometimes. There's this inertia that sets in, and it's hard to get out of bed. I think knowing that other people go through it is really reassuring.

We who suffer from chronic Lyme can only ask for our loved ones to try to understand and be compassionate about this invisible disease.

When I first went to places where people were suffering from war and persecution, I felt ashamed of my feelings of sadness. I could see more possibilities in my life.

It is not true that suffering ennobles the character; happiness does that sometimes, but suffering for the most part, makes men petty and vindictive.

I understand how hard it is to talk to people about MS. You don't want pity or random advice.

It's a rare and precious thing to be close to suffering because our society - in many ways - tells us that suffering is wrong. If it's our own suffering, we try to hide it or isolate ourselves. If others are suffering, we're taught to put them away somewhere so we don't have to see it.

Cancer has given me a dose of humility. I'm much more empathetic. It's a club I would rather not have joined, but it is a club.

I feel a lot. I get really bad stomachaches all the time. So I went to a doctor, and he said, 'You're a feeler.' I take on people's pain a little too much.

A man's illness is his private territory and, no matter how much he loves you and how close you are, you stay an outsider. You are healthy.

I'm certainly not a perfect mother, but I'm trying to be what my mother wasn't for me. My mother's battled depression, so I understand it now as a parent, some of the things that she must have been going through.

In the beginning, when I first found out I had a disease that was incurable, emotionally I had to get used to the idea of being sick before I could think about making any other major decisions in my life.

When my mum first told me she got sick, I didn't cry. I probably cried over my mum's illness twice.

I want to stand on a platform in the middle of Times Square and shout, 'You do not have to battle your Crohn's disease alone.'

Now that I understand that I'm an addict, I definitely have compassion for my mother. I get it.

Most people do surprisingly poorly when dealing with a relative who is hurting, depressed, or anxious - we get defensive and try to solve the problem rather than finding the truth in what the person is saying.

I believe that all the important people in my life prior to 1982 were victimized by my illness.

When we have ceased to love the stench of the human animal, either in others or in ourselves, then are we condemned to misery, and clear thinking can begin.

If you have a friend or a family member who's bipolar, or has panic attack disorder, or is depressed, read up on it a little bit so you can get to know where they're coming from.

I tell people to monitor their self-pity. Self-pity is very unattractive.

I have suffered from depression for most of my life. It is an illness.

I have a disease, but I also have a lot of other things.

Everywhere I go people come up to me, they mob me - anyone who has MS or has a relative with MS - they come up and hug and cry.