Ten Years

Ten years ago today I never thought, never expected, never once imagined, that I’d be able to look forward instead of backward in time.  Ten years ago today, this evening to be more precise, my world was torn apart.  It had begun long before that moment, but the final strand snapped that night.  In the years since, I've spent every 20^th and 28^th of May pondering how it could have all gone so wrong and wondering despite everything I know, if I could have done something, anything to change the end result, and knowing nothing I did or said would have changed anything at all. 

sanity fractured

In the beginning it wasn't pervasive, it was simply there and then gone.  It wasn't something I was unfamiliar with, just something I didn't really want to face.  It didn't take up more than three weeks of a month - more like just three days, and that was easily ignored.