I had to say it

I probably shouldn’t have said it.

In fact, I know I shouldn’t have. But it needed to be said. It had to be said.

Right?

That’s what the “Little Me” on my left shoulder said. (Notice I didn’t say the right shoulder.)

Anyway, it had to be said. The worlds would have surely collided and the stars would have fallen from the sky if I hadn’t said it at that moment when I felt the urge. I had to say it.

Besides, my right to say it surely outweighed their right to hear it.
This is America and we are all about rights. And privileges.
Being in my presence was a privilege. No, it was a blessing. And blessings come from God himself. So, my saying what I said could be interpreted as being from God.

Okay, now I’ve gone too far. Waaay too far.

“Little Me” doesn’t know nearly as much as the “Real Me” which is why she hasn’t grown any. I should really stop listening to her. If I hadn’t listened to her, I wouldn’t be sitting here wondering why I said what I said and I’d be doing something much more productive with my time. That’s the reason “Better Me” (the one on my right shoulder) doesn’t invite her to the parties. She doesn’t know when to keep her mouth shut. Just like Me today.

I shouldn’t have said it.

Perhaps saying “I’m sorry” will be easier.
Even if it doesn’t, The “Better Me” says I’ll feel better and can finally begin to think of something else.

And since she’s who I want to be, I’m listening to her this time.