Being enraptured in the past and all the sweet securities that it once held, seems comfortable for a while. We allow ourselves to be consumed by the mirage of the past. With cracked lips and heaving lungs we reach out for just one touch, one chance to quench the thirst of our desire by reliving a facet of our past.
The past, to one who has to deal with a complex future, is always viewed through rose-tinted shades. Our understanding becomes selective and we chose to see things in a specific way and simply block out anything that might be viewed as a source of discomfort. As a result we become prisoners to our past. We begin to yearn for what existed once upon a time, forgetting that it ended and became a matter of the past for reasons stained in pain and tears.
We move on to the present and the future having left behind much in the past. Moving on and starting over is by far a very hard ideal to attain. In the beginning, overflowing with energy, we attack the problem head on, start putting things in order and gain a semblance of normalcy in our lives. However, eventually the energy is sucked out of our being like a parasite sapping the life from its host. We lose our drive, and succumb to despair and hopelessness.
We begin to ache for what was lost. We want to regain some aspect of that life that once seemed so perfect. Ignoring the flaws is easy when trying to find the simplest way out of our broken path. Why work on building something from scratch when it is easier to just try and fix what was broken in the past? It is far easier to ignore what went wrong once, than dealing with everything that appears to be going wrong in our current situation.
Living in the past, believing it will heal one's soul, is so far from productive it is actually ridiculous. Finding the power within us to overcome the fear of facing the uncertain future is far more befitting to building oneself up than escaping into the past and remaining a prisoner forever.
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