You know the moment the words leave your mouth that you have said the wrong thing.
It might be exactly what you were thinking, it might be said before you had time to process what you were going to say, but it’s the look on the face of the recipient that tells the story.
Oh, my God, I shouldn’t have said that!
Your initial reaction is to hope they didn’t hear you, or hear what you said correctly, even if their initial reaction is ‘I beg your pardon?” At this point, the purple tinge on their cheeks elicits a rather meek statement, trying to say it’s not what you meant.
The real problem is, that was exactly what you wanted to say, but until that moment, it was something you’d never say out aloud. The truth of your feelings is often best left in the darkest corner of the closet, usually for the sake of good order.
Also, these horrible mistakes come at a point where emotions are running high, and usually the recipient is aware of that particular trait and doesn’t need reminding of.
Not by their best friend, partner or closest relative.
Would it be better if you were not one of those three?
But the end result is nearly always the same; anger, sometimes followed by tears, and in=ecitably followed by silence.
This is where the statement, time heals all wounds, is brought into play, and you hope that it is true.
Interesting subject, is it not, for the opening gambit of a story?