Alfred Adler Quotes

When I admitted to myself I was ill, it was tough to accept. I didn't want my family to worry about me.

I'm thinking only of my illness and my health, though both, the first as well as the second, are you.

Depression is very bad illness. This will be the toughest fight of my life.

The need to document my insanity is an affliction I have not yet cured myself of.

He can hardly be a true friend to another, who is an enemy to himself.

Like so many addicts, I'd thought that if I could only sort out my life, I could then sort out my drinking. It was a revelation to see that it would be simpler the other way around

I'm like one of those firecrackers that goes off in your pocket occasionally. I'm not really struggling with it as much as the people around me. But at least I'm not doing too much damage to anybody or to myself. It's just the condition I'm aware of.

One of the first issues I dealt with was the struggle to find a language, to find my own words.

Be careful how you suggest things to me. For there is in me a madness which goes beyond martyrdom, the madness of an utterly idle man.

I have always been the life of the party. When I got to the point where I wasn't anymore, I knew something was wrong. I didn't know what it was. Once you figure it out, you can start to fix the problem. It's a day-to-day struggle.

I've had so many insecurities, and am still getting over a lot.

Jack, get a grip of yourself.' I have a grip of myself.' Jack took a grip of himself. It was a most intimate grip; not the kind of grip that you usually take of yourself in public.

Why had I become a writer in the first place? Because I wasn't fit for society; I didn't fit into the system.

the first thing I did when I made the decision to kill myself was to stop dieting. Let them dig a wider hole.

Mental illness is by far the most misunderstood, and stigmatized, of all afflictions. Statistically, one in three families in the U.S. deals with mental illness, and yet it's rarely discussed in the open. It's time for that to change.

My struggle to remain healthy is gradually killing me.

I was always crazy even before the drugs.

We're fighting internal struggles, I am the cancer for my own cure.

I believed I was a salamander, and it seems I am nothing but an impediment.

It's been so long since I've really truly felt what it's like to live life without substances to help. Massive struggle that's natural to one's health, but with addiction in my blood I play the cards I was dealt.

My life has been regulated by insomnia.

I was advocating for world peace, but I was waging a violent war against my own body. I was speaking about poverty and starvation, but I was eating more than my fair share. I was a hypocrite.

I have a good friend who says, "We're all just dodging bullets." It seems to me the trick to living a good life is to try to move away from the gun you turn on yourself.

The crisis is not out there in the world, it is within our own consciousness.