Loving on sofas

I want you to know,
That I'm better now,
Not living on sofas,
I made it somehow.

The world kept turning,
While I stood still,
I was still waiting,
For old wounds to heal.

And time went on,
I'm reluctantly here,
Still coughing up anxiety,
And feeling the fear.

But I want you to know,
I'm getting better everyday,
One step forward,
Is sometimes taken away.

And the world keeps turning,
That is a fact,
The memories I've lost,
I can never get back.