Being a human is hard. We have all of these emotions and old hurts.
We have stories to share but fear prevents us from being vulnerable.
Sometimes we hurt people we truly LOVE.
We say things we didn't mean.
We behave like children.
I don't think that will ever change, even for those of us who try to be self-aware.
What can change, though, is the aftermath.
We can own our stuff.
And I mean OWN IT.
You were a witch to Sally at work for no reason- OWN IT.
You muttered a sly remark as you passed by your spouse this morning - OWN IT.
You snapped at your kid instead of answering his question- OWN IT.
You invalidated your friend's feelings (in any variety of ways) - OWN IT.
You left someone out of a group invite- OWN IT.
We CAN own our stuff and we SHOULD.
Owning it usually accompanies and precedes a well-meaning apology.
It is the best part of the apology - so please do not overlook the ownership.
Now, go own a few things that are calling your name, my dears.