Survivor's Remorse Quotes

Gabe suffers from survivor’s remorse. He won’t admit it because he doesn’t see it. Can’t recognize it in himself. He overcompensates for coming back alive, when so many didn’t. He’s got issues. You’ve got issues. Everyone has issues. But issues are a part of life. And whether we like it or not, even bad things happen for a reason.

In a healthy relationship, vulnerability is wonderful. It leads to increased intimacy and closer bonds. When a healthy person realizes that he or she hurt you, they feel remorse and they make amends. It’s safe to be honest. In an abusive system, vulnerability is dangerous. It’s considered a weakness, which acts as an invitation for more mistreatment. Abusive people feel a surge of power when they discover a weakness. They exploit it, using it to gain more power. Crying or complaining confirms that they’ve poked you in the right spot.

Survivor's skin is a remorse we are cursed to wear forever.

We need be careful how we deal with those about us, when every death carries to some small circle of survivors, thoughts of so much omitted, and so little done- of so many things forgotten, and so many more which might have been repaired! There is no remorse so deep as that which is unavailing; if we would be spared its tortures, let us remember this, in time.

I no longer look to my abusers with any expectation– of remorse, or apology or restitution or restoration or relationship. I’m at peace, accepting that they won’t and can’t help me out of the mess they created. But, I’m the best qualified for that job anyway and I’m happy with the job I’m doing.

He had no cause for self-reproach on the score of neglect, or want of thought, for he had been devoted to her service; and yet a hundret little occasions rose up before him on which he fancied he might have been more zealous, and more earnest, and wished he had been. We need be careful how we deal with those about us; when every death carries to some small circle of survivors, thoughts of so much omitted, and so little done; of so many things forgotten, and so many more which might have been repaired. There is no remorse so deep, as that which is unavailing; if we would be spared its tortures, let us remember this, in time.

Consider the recent papal visit and apology. Again, I recognize that some people were able to find peace in hearing the pontiff's words. But, for many, his words fell far short. Where was the acknowledgement of genocide against Indigenous Peoples through these schools? Yes, he spoke those words later, but not directly to the people who suffered it. Further, it cannot be ignored that the Catholic Church has failed to meet its financial obligation to survivors and its failure was officially sanctioned by the federal government and the courts. The Catholic Church is one of the richest, if not the richest, corporations in the world. It is worth billions and billions of dollars. I remember visiting the Vatican Museum in Rome. The art and artifacts alone are worth billions of dollars without even considering the vast worldwide holdings of the Catholic Church. I will never forget seeing Nero's bathtub, a huge, circular stone edifice made of material that no longer exists on earth. The bathtub is described as "invaluable beyond calculation." So why not just sell off the tub and meet their obligations to survivors? It is beyond comprehension how the Catholic Church can express remorse while refusing to abide by the terms of the settlement they originally agreed to and still expect their words to be taken seriously.

This kind of letting go cannot be achieved simply by an act of will, however. Emotionally, it is quite different from the immediate, spontaneous, and liberating feeling of forgiveness that many people experience in response to a genuine expression of remorse. To arrive at this unilateral type of forgiveness requires a period of active grieving for everything that has been lost and all the harms that cannot be repaired. Survivors sometimes describe this process as letting go of all their own self-blame and finally forgiving themselves, besides letting go of their anger at the perpetrator. As Mary Walsh, a survivor of domestic violence, put it, “Forgiveness is giving up all hope of a better past.

Ash: I admire its purity. A survivor... unclouded by conscience, remorse, or delusions of morality.

The principle of self-sacrifice stands in direct opposition to selfishness. It epitomizes what is good in human beings in the acceptance of death and the creation of life. In contrast, a selfish life devours and destroys others purely to preserve itself. Selfishness is a 'survivor', unclouded by conscience, remorse or delusions of morality.

The principle of self-sacrifice stands in direct opposition to that of selfishness. It epitomizes what is good in human beings in our acceptance of death and in the process of creating life. Selfishness, in contrast, devours and destroys others purely to preserve itself. Selfishness is a 'survivor', unclouded by conscience, remorse or delusions of morality.

The principle of self-sacrifice stands in direct opposition to that of selfishness. It epitomizes what is good in human beings in our acceptance of death and in the process of creating life. Selfishness, in contrast, clings onto life by sacrificing others. Selfishness is a 'survivor', unclouded by conscience, remorse or delusions of morality in the effort to preserve itself.

It was like we were all experiencing survivor’s remorse, although we’d been through shit like that time and time again. Corn’s

The destruction was so random, the evil struck so indiscriminately. The saintly were not spared; no divine intervention anywhere. Evil people destroyed them all, at random. The prayers of the pious were not heard, the weeping of the mothers and children were not heard. Evil was lording over the lands. I learned no lesson, I found no pattern. The murderers did not crawl and hide after the war. They may not have felt guilt or remorse. The survivors did not hunt to kill them, when the slaughter was over, when it had run its course.

It might be difficult at first. The world might be too loud or too silent. It might be neon bright or pitch black, but slowly, it’ll put itself back together. It will resemble something normal. Then you’ll see the colors, Salama.” My lips part and a desire awakens in my heart. “Do we even deserve to see them, Kenan?” I whisper after a minute, and from his expression, I know he understands I’m not talking about colors. Survivor’s remorse is a second skin we are cursed to wear forever. He looks away, his lips drawn tight, because this isn’t an easy question to answer. Time is the best medicine to turn our bleeding wounds to scars, and our bodies might forget the trauma, our eyes might learn to see colors as they should be seen, but that cure doesn’t extend to our souls. It doesn’t. Time doesn’t forgive our sins, and it doesn’t bring back the dead.