Sue Barker Quotes

The pain of retirement means loss.

You see a lot of depression among injured sports stars who would rather be reaching their goals or at least doing what they love doing.

It might have been easier to retire, to say my knee couldn't handle it and let that be that. At the same time, the prospect of not being able to compete in gymnastics anymore was heartbreaking.

What good is it to live a life that brings pains?

I know so many people who are eaten up by regret. It manifests itself in so many ways. They either become mentally a bit off, or they get very fat, or they are just horribly depressed.

For many women, becoming a widow does not just mean the heartache of losing a husband, but often losing everything else as well.

Loneliness and rootlessness are just symptoms of an insecurity that assails us all when hitting this midlife moment. The world appears intent on blanking you out.

Of course, I'm sour that if (retirement) happens, I didn't get to quit on my own terms.

The psychological trauma of losing a job can be as great as the trauma of a divorce.

The worst thing that being an artist could do to you would be that it would make you slightly unhappy constantly.

There's not enough talked about in terms of growing older. You start to lose your body.

Being away from the game you love so much, it will mess with your mind.

When all you've done is work toward being a professional athlete, and then you injure yourself, and you know that you're going to be out for a while, it's gut-wrenching. It almost feels like your life is over because that's all you've ever worked for.

I don't watch 'The X Factor' any more. Why do I want to see someone say the same old thing - it's all they've ever dreamed about - then lose and burst into tears and go into neurosis? They just want to be famous - it doesn't matter how.

I was miserable the entire time I was Vanity. I spent so many days and so many nights crying, hating who I'd become.

Suicide carries in its aftermath a level of confusion and devastation that is, for the most part, beyond description.

under the present brutal and primitive conditions on this planet, every person you meet should be regarded as one of the walking wounded. we have never seen a man or woman not slightly deranged by either anxiety or grief. we have never seen a totally sane human being.

It will affect me in ways I can't even begin to get my mind around. This day is a dark crater. There is no room for songs. The songs are wrong. Every song is wrong. And I don't know what to do without music.

If your child dies, or you witness a terrible natural disaster, yes, you certainly want a scientific explanation as to what's happened. But science can't help you to find meaning, help you deal with that turbulence of your grief, rage, and dismay.

[The] majority of the girls working there had major emotional problems. And not cries-too-much emotional problems; more like stabs-her-boyfriend-with-a-steak-knife-then-falls-into-a-corner-and-starts-whispering-to-herself emotional problems.

I repeat his words in my head. What's going on? What's going on? Oh, well, since you asked, I got a bunch of tapes in the mail today from a girl who killed herself. Apparently, I had something to do with it. I'm not sure what that is, so I was wondering if I could borrow your Walkman to find out. 'Not much,' I say.

Sorrow is not a raven perched persistently above a chamber door. Sorrow is a thing with teeth, and while in time it retreats, it comes back at the whisper of it's name.

So to really be able to dive into what does it mean to be broken by an experience, and I developed it just through research and talking and understanding the truth of what it means to lose everything.

More and more, the hardest part of crying is when I can't stop.

You build your world around someone, and then what happens when he disappears? Where do you go-into pieces, into atoms, into the arms of another man? You go shopping, you cook dinner, you work odd hours, you make love to someone else on June nights. But you're not really there.