“I’m sorry… (insert reason why here).”
It’s the chicken or the egg debate all over again, except now the question is which is worse—“I’m sorry,” or the reason that follows?
Whether someone says it as an overdue effort to try and make amends, console a broken heart, or use as an intro to what is usually a faulty excuse, the truth of the matter is this:
You’ve heard it. I’ve heard it. We’ve all said it at one point or another… and it does relatively no good.
So, no, Justin Bieber, it’s not too late to say “I’m sorry,” it’s just that now I’ll be tuning you out.
You see, everyone has a different “I’m sorry” in their life.
For some, it’s a rejection letter from the one college that you’ve built your whole resume around; for others it’s a wistful, uncomfortable look from the guy you thought was your forever.
For me, that “I’m sorry” came from someone who built what I had believed to be a white picket fence that turned out to be a barbed wire fence painted white.
I say all of this because I’ve come to learn that while “I’m sorry” may initially rock your world, it’s ultimately you who decides how to respond.
I’ve always respected women empowerment, but now more so than ever, I believe that a woman is capable of doing anything—absolutely anything—with determination and a genuine heart.
So while “I’m sorry” may never escape your vocabulary bank, think again before grabbing concealer to cover what you think is a recurring bruise.
Because as an empowered woman, I’ve got a bright smile to wear, dreams to turn into a reality, a name to make for myself… and I don’t have time for seven letters and an apostrophe to hold me back.