It seems to be a natural condition that as time goes by we tend to forget the bad and glamorize the good. It's sort of like when people toy with the idea of getting back with their ex. I always ask them this question: Why is he or she your ex?

Don't be scared of success. You're really just discovering who you are (your true, non-medicated self), so that's scary because you don't know how you'll feel in the future.

I think you owe it to yourself to keep moving forward instead of retreating to the hell that was your past.