Category : Diary/Journal

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Self humiliation is something many of us do at one time or another. I remember these moments vividly and they go right into my own personal "hall of shame." 
There's that moment between action and consequence. It's happens after the incident occurs but the reaction is yet to come. 
The seed of embarrassment gets wedged inside of me. Blushing would have been no problem, but what I did was get as red as a beetroot and radiate heat like a hot pan. No one could have missed it. I wanted the earth to open up and swallow me whole. But there was no rescue from this humiliation and the memory would be seared into my brain forever.
 Next time I will think rationally before I speak. For every action there's a reaction and one day I'll learn my lesson. I hope.