CUT THE FLESH OFF
CUT THE FLESH OFF Written By Michael Chidiebere Ituma Something bit deep into me. I found it disturbing. I felt demoralized. I felt ashamed. All my life, I have never felt bad about offending someone the way I did this morning. Here's what happened. I had said something to someone yesterday. Of a truth, I didn't have the intention to be derogatory about the statement I made. But it offended the person in question. And I only knew so this morning. When she told me about it, I was speechless because I never intended to look down on her personality. But since she found it unpleasant, I was deeply sorry. I mean, you may not understand how sorry I am. What if it caused her depression and then she committed suicide rather than tell me? What if she called the police on me instead? What if she decided to take a harsh decision to my oblivion? It doesn't really matter, does it? It means a lot to me when people tell me ...