Ink Spot

I have an ink spot on my life. It's an ink spot because it's indelible. It can't be removed. It's an ink spot because it had less to do with the circumstances of my life and more to do with my decisions or, more often, lack of them. It's a time that I don't think about very often because I don't feel good when I think about it. I can't reconcile the person I was during that time with the person I was before or am after. It was a whirlwind of self destructive behavior surrounded by chaos and insanity. It doesn't seem linear, just a blob tossed onto the timeline of my life. My wish, my hope, my prayer, and my work is for each of my kids to live their lives with no ink spot.