Looking back is something we are told not to do. Strictly forbidden. Cast your eyes forward to the future they say, for you are no longer in the past. I break this rule, yesterday and today. Today my head is back ten or so years. When I started noticing things weren’t the same for me as they were for everyone else. The cracks began to shatter. The glass bubble that was kept around me as a child started to break. My mother tried to bound me in chains to protect me but that only protected my body. I often feel like a ghost, haunted with vision from the past and blinded by the sunlight from today.
I have lost the same things as many but not enough. I know the panic and I have seen this terror before. I have felt this blistering fire at my feet all too many times. There is none that I can do. There is none that I can save by looking back. Stop looking back.