Sometimes the words you need to get out are not the ones that need to be published. Sometimes the words that come are mean. Sometimes I am a very mean girl. Sometimes this comes from a place of hurt. Sometimes this come from a place of misunderstanding. Sometimes is comes from a need to get the words out even if they are hurtful.
Tonight was one of those times and while I wrote some of the post, I deleted so much that the post is unusable. However, it won’t become one of those posts that I regret in the morning.
I am going to get something to eat, a cup of tea, some cold meds and some sleep. Maybe I will have better words in the morning.