It's okay, darling.
You can start over. You can start over even if you don't get to have a blank slate, a clean slate.
You can start over with all those scars, and wounds and stains all over your back and front and in the shades of your glasses. You can look them in the eye and still move forward, carrying them with you.
You can start over in the middle of the day, or even an hour before midnight. You can start over, the moment you want to.
You can start over, you can. Unless you don't.