I know what I have to do, yet I am lazy, and I am afraid.
When I feel awful, it seems unthinkable to go digging into the dark caves of my past, when it seems hard to even get through the day.
When I feel good, oh, how can I deliberately dive into darkness?
I am reluctant, because I know that such a journey will leave me feeling drained and weak.
I am reluctant because these are scars that still hurt: and I am to probe them?
Wouldn’t it be best to try to forget it ever happened?
But then, how would I heal?