Ten freakin' years

Ten years. Ten years. In ten years I have regressed as a person. I have done the opposite of grow. I have shrunk. I am not who I thought I'd be. That's not to say I blame the dickwad for all my personal failings. I was a flawed person from the start. But self-improvement isn’t self evident when you spend most days in crisis-management mode. Things have got to change.