Sighhh…

Why do I miss the past so much even when I know there are joyful moments ahead of me and happening right now? Why does being attached to the past feel so suffocating like this??especially when I’m trying to live in the moment but everything starts to feel overwhelming, like a wave of memories hitting all at once from something as small as an old picture? It’s weird because I’m aware of the pattern.. today I’m missing the past, but I know that in a few years I’ll look back and miss this version of me and these exact moments the same way, and it just keeps repeating, and I don’t know how to break out of it because it’s exhausting..