To Err Is Human
And some errors are unforgivable. I understand this better than you think. When I'm overstressed or having an anxiety attack, I sometimes have these verbal eruptions. I don't mean what I say. It's hard to explain. My mind tends to store the little things that bother me until they become a mental critical mass. In the "real world", with no one to vent to, I blurt out this toxic garbage to the dog. This time, I posted it. My fault. I was in a bad way. A neighbor was gunned down, in broad daylight, by MS 13 gang members. In his own driveway. He was 56. I heard the shots. I just wanted to get that off my chest.
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