That One Time I Said Something Stupid

That One Time I Said Something Stupid

I really hurt a wonderful friend’s feelings yesterday. I didn’t do it intentionally, but I did do it. This may come as a shock to some of you but I tend to wear my emotions on my sleeve.  And even more, I tend to say what I’m feeling before I think it through.  Which means… wait for it… I often say really stupid things that are nowhere near what I’m actually thinking and nowhere near what I mean.  And these stupid things I say hurt people’s feelings. Which I did yesterday. It’s ridiculous, really.  I am 38 years old and I can’t control my tongue.  Or in this case, my text messaging fingers.  And I feel awful about it. I stayed up late last night contemplating all of this, feeling like a silly junior high girl who said the wrong thing at the wrong time.  (Which, for the record, I also did in junior high.  Apparently I am a slow learner.)  I woke up this morning feeling sick to my stomach about it, and as I’ve sat here this morning praying and contemplating, I’ve started feeling worse and worse. (I tend to be hard on myself.) All of this wallowing isn’t helping. Yet I can’t seem to learn my lesson. So I’m trying something new.  I’m writing about it.  We’ll call it written processing instead of verbal processing.  Because at least behind my computer, I at least have to think a little before I speak. So here goes: First, I’m really sorry for speaking too fast and without thinking.  I’m sorry for saying too much when I shouldn’t say...
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