Silence Is Wisdom

I nearly sent the email. You know the one. The reply that’s technically polite but unmistakably sharp. The one where every sentence is carefully constructed to sound reasonable while quietly communicating, “You’re wrong and I’d like you to know it.” I had it drafted.Read it twice.Adjusted a few words to make it sound calmer than I felt. Then I stopped. Not because the email was inaccurate.It wasn’t. Not because the argument was weak.It wasn’t. I stopped because I asked myself a question I’ve...