Foreboding

I know I need to cherish every moment, and look on the bright side of tomorrow, yet I find myself struggling to move beyond yesterday. I am holding on so tightly to the memories, and the future I thought I was destined to have; So much so that I can't seem to live the life in front of me. I have so many beautiful reasons to be happy and that somehow isn't enough to stop the ache in my chest or the thoughts in my mind. I wake up every morning with this foreboding feeling of living the same day over and over. Never moving forward, never at peace, never really living.