It happens: sometimes that filter in our head bursts and we say too much of what we’re thinking and someone gets hurt. Tell us about a time you or someone you know said something that they immediately regretted.

Years ago we had in our newsroom a computer system with which you could sent a message to all the computers in the room. You only had to type “me” (from message) and then the text. With that the message would appear in all the screens with the sender’s signature. I was fighting secretly against depression and exhausted. One of that awful days I arrived discouraged to the newsroom, turned on my computer and typed in Spanish, without thinking,  what was on my mind: “me muero” (I’m dying). So immediately all my coworkers received a message that said “muero” (I die) signed by me.

“What’s the matter?” “Are you all right?” “Can I help you?” Dozens of messages began to pour into my computer. Even my boss saw my message. Imagine my embarrassment. Some friends came to my desk to ask me if I needed something. Yes, I needed something impossible: to disappear. But I couldn’t because I had an interview to write for that day’s edition.  I only wanted to be alone, do my work and go home as soon as possible.  But I had to spend a lot of time giving explanations about my mistake with the “me” word and about why I had written such a pessimistic message. I was tired that was all, I said to them. Now I can laugh at what happened, but back then it was an awkward situation.

Daily Prompt: Careless Whisper.
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