Sue Hubbell Quotes

Only after I faced the unhappiness of my first marriage did I start on the path of personal growth.

Going through my divorce has changed who I am in my understanding of what's good and bad in relationships.

Part of my therapy is to write.

I used to think, 'How can I write my life story? I'm still living it.'

When I was married, I wasn't loving myself. Now I'm in love with myself. I will get married again.

Writing is a really good first step toward that goal of knowing yourself.

I feel like I've grown up a bit. I'm a bit more confident, and I've been reading more, and I've had a little more time to myself. I went on this writing trip to gather my thoughts about where and who I am in this world, and why we're all here.

Maybe one day I can have a reunion with myself.

I felt the need to tell stories to understand myself.

Writing is something I should have done more of, it's a form of coming home.

I caught up on a lot of just domestic normal everyday stuff, and grew up a lot, and went to therapy, and did a lot of contemplating and figuring things out. I needed to just strip everything away and figure out who I am and get to know myself, as cheesy as that sounds.

I always write to understand my place in the world. I can see myself and my life unfold on the page, and I can understand my strengths, my weaknesses - I can see where I need to step up a bit.

For me, writing is a parenthesis where I can make sense of life.

You don't sign up for a divorce when you get married. It's very painful. But it's taught me a great deal about myself.

What happened to me in Somalia doesn't define me.

I would say my whole first record, 'Steady On,' had a lot to do with healing.

For me, stories were brothers, sisters and friends, filling the long hours between childhood and adolescence, holding up a true mirror in which I might find out who I was rather than a distorted reflection of who I was expected to become.

I realized that I've always been a storyteller.

In the midst of observing the world and coming to consciousness, I was becoming a writer, and what I wanted to put on the page were the stories of people who looked like me.

Someday, I'll write a book about what I've been through.

I've always kept a journal and brought storytelling into my teaching.

I thought ‘I wonder what will happen if I try and root myself somewhere?‘ Look back over the past eight years.

Every loss recapitulates earlier losses, but every affirmation of identity echoes earlier moments of clarity.

If I could have found what I needed at thirteen, I would not have lost so much of my life chasing vindication or death. Give some child, some thirteen-year old, the hope of the remade life. Tell the truth. Write the story that you were always afraid to tell. I swear to you there is magic in it.

Writing is the only way I have to explain my own life to myself.