Life In Slow Motion

I have good days and bad days. Sometimes I feel like I can move on and put it all behind me. Like I could start again. And then I feel like im just being crushed between lies and secrets and I don’t care what I do, or if anyone finds out. Then I regret it and try to start again, but I feel guilty and can’t be bothered to do anything top help myself and I think ‘what’s the point?’, and I know, someday, that I’ll get over this. And as soon as I think that, I realise I cant possibly put it all behind me. And the circle starts again.