What if we owned our mistakes. Instead of comparative morality, what if we owned what we did.
What if we said, “I was dead wrong, and I did something I’m ashamed of.”
What if we stopped letting our ego stand in the way of relationships
What if we said, “Look, that was stupid, and there’s no justification or rationale for it, I’m completely sorry, and I have no clue why I did that?”
What if apologies weren’t qualified by what the other person did and we never added a “but”.
What if we said, “God help me… I hope I never act that way again?”
What if we really admitted–and owned–our mistakes instead of using the cruel, blame-the-victim nopologies, “I’m sorry you’re upset.,” which admit nothing, and which blame the victim for their feelings (while forgiving us our cruelty).
Would we be diminished or enhanced? Would that show how weak we were or strong? Would others be more or less likely to engage us?