I wrote an email, somewhat scathing in tone, a few days ago. Entirely justified at the time, I thought. I felt I was being unduly taken advantage of, that the prospective recipient of the email was intentionally obstructive and perhaps malicious, at best unthinking and uncaring. Well, I had to defend myself, don’t I? I am entitled, don’t I? And anyone who knew the circumstances would see this and I would be justified in my action.
But no one saw this email. I did not send it.
My tapping away at the keyboard was cathartic, but catharsis could only go so far in making the situation “right”.
Thankfully, one of my habits is to never send an email drafted during an emotional flux.
Taking a large step back from the finished (but then unsent) email, these were what I realised:
- Obviously, I was emotional. Of its own, perfectly acceptable and…