Ever do something that seemed like no big deal at the time but later turned out to be a very big deal? That just happened to me. I did something that seemed like no big deal. Boy, did it turn out to be a much bigger deal than I thought.
The details don’t really matter. The fact is that what I did caused ripples that effected other people in my life. Accusations were made. When all was said and done my behavior and response were completely exonerated. I had done nothing wrong. It wasn’t such a big deal after all.
Seriously, people in authority have told me I did absolutely nothing wrong. I did everything I was supposed to do in response to what happened. So, why am I sitting here still with a queasy stomach and thoughts running through my head about what I could have done differently? It’s hours later. The Furry Guy has assured me that everything is fine. Others have done the same. Outside of the person who brought what I’d done to people’s attention, everyone has told me that it’s no big deal. So, why do I feel so guilty?
I just realized, reading back over this post, that by not telling you what I did it makes it seem very ominous. That’s okay. Like I said, the details don’t matter. What matters is that I did make the effort to put things right. I just hope that my stomach calms down soon. I still can’t believe I did that.