Don’t worry, I haven’t accidentally sent you a message intended for my wife.
Although I did once reply to a PM from her with “Nice ass”.
Only to realise it was part of a group conversation also involving my sister and brother in law.
And both parents.
And my 89 year old Nanna.
Oh well!
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I’m actually talking about the song by Tracy Chapman.
In it, old Chappers sings “Words don’t come easily. Like sorry. Like sorry.”
Tis true.
As a species we’re not great at apologising.
To others, of course.
But we’re even worse at apologising to ourselves.
The way our mind often talks to us is terrible isn’t it?
We wouldn’t dream of speaking to our friends and family like that, would we?
If a friend made some bad choices with their food or drink, would you say to them “You are useless, aren’t you? You’ve blown it again. May as well write the rest of the weekend off shouldn’t you?”
Or “You’re always going to be fat, you know?”
Or “Why can’t you just do this – it’s not rocket science, is it?”
You wouldn’t say that, would you?
Hopefully you wouldn’t even think it.
And how would you react if someone spoke like that to you?
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