Well if you can't think of anything else to say, maybe this will give you something to think about.
For a start, stop saying you've said the wrong thing. We know that, and it's remedied.
Secondly, you say you don't want to be a victim and that's just as well, because you're not a victim, so you have your wish.
Thirdly, get over it, think pleasant thoughts - and change the subject.
Or shall I change the subject? Yes, I think I will. That's a good idea.
Did I tell my fellow Santarians that I have for the past few days been tucked up on my sofa with, what I believe to be, piggy flu? No, I don't believe I did. Clammy, aching, sneezing, coughing, hot drinks, paracetomol.......... and not only am I in quarantine, to cap it all, in bed last night, I felt my face was swelling! Arrrgh! Think of the extra make-up! However, happily when I awoke this morning there was no sign of a snout, so hopefully it's passing. Oink! (Lies prostrate and everso delicately on the couch awaiting an appropriately sympathetic link from Starman. ;o)