Sometimes I hate myself. A lot of the time actually. I feel I have a tendency to say too much and I end up hurting people. Tonight I was out with my sporting team when last I mentioned that another member of our club, who is an exceptionally lovely human being, slept with my husband before I knew him. It didn’t matter that I said it in a joking way. This was not my information to share. I feel like I betrayed my husband and I gossiped unnecessarily about someone who never deserved it. I am so ashamed of myself.
