Ever ask a question and the moment it’s out of your mouth you get that sick, sour feeling of doom knowing said question was the WRONG question?
Yeah, that happens to me a lot
Teri – My kids and I moved here after my husband died.
Angela – I had no idea he’d passed away. I’m so sorry. What happened?
Enter sick, sour feeling of doom.
Teri – He committed suicide four years ago.
Angela – Oh dear.