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We all do silly things every now and then. It’s human to err. But you know what is pretty hard? Apologizing. Going back to say, “You know what, I messed up. That’s on me. No excuses. And I swear it won’t happen again.”

We don’t talk about how hard that is. Admitting you are wrong the proper way. Instead, we play it cool and hope the other person eventually comes around.

So I did something bad. Something outright disrespectful toward a neighbour of mine. The funny thing is that it wasn’t even intended. But being me, I beat myself up about it the whole day. At the end of the day, I managed to gather the courage to go and apologize properly. And that’s when I realized again that admitting you’re wrong is hard.

In my head I knew there was no justification for what I did. Still, it was the hardest thing I had to do today. And trust me, I had a very crappy day. I stood for several hours. Yet those few minutes of apology made me panic so badly I felt like my heart would jump right out of my chest.

Dearest reader, we are told to own up to the things we do. The mistakes we make. The aftermath of our errors. But we hardly talk about how difficult it really is.

And guess what? Even as hard as it was, it was also so relieving. Not just because I was forgiven, but because I had done the right thing. I could finally breathe again.

Can you relate to the tension of giving a well deserved apology?

@favvy_Okwans🖤.