LETTING...so much easier said than done.
There are times I let the past steal my future. Sometimes I realize I'm letting it, and sometimes I don't.
Sometimes I care enough to get my shit together and switch focus to not letting it...and sometimes I don't care enough to care enough (and that's okay).
It's part of being human, part of growing and part of living with anxiety. I can read all the supportive memes and self help books and blogs I want...but what it comes down to is ME and what I LET.
Just because the past steals my future from time to time (or more, or less) doesn't mean I'm a broken person who doesn't have dreams or isn't going anywhere. It means I'm human, and it means I have some shit to work through. It means I am going to be stronger in my future.