Last night my wife said something to me. It upset me.
I thought of a response.
I wasn’t going to say it. But rather than just keeping quiet, I said, “I won’t say it.”
She wasn’t going to let it go. I knew she wouldn’t.
After she prodded me I told her what it was.
I knew it would hurt her. I underestimated how much.
I instantly regretted telling her.
I think she’s still hurting today.
I wish I could take it back.
But I can’t.