I am not perfect by any means, and I am not afraid to make people aware of that fact.
As a person who suffers from severe “Fear of Rejection” and having depression and anxiety, I tend to over apologize for miniscule things.
Here is what you should know about someone like me.
- I am always sincere with my apology.
I may apologize profusely, but it is never in insincerity. If I feel I have wronged someone, done a job incorrect, or just feel the need to say sorry- it’s because I truly am sorry. I want people to know that I have understood the actions I have taken and want to show them I tend to correct it.
- If I don’t apologize, I’m afraid I will be alone.
Along with the over apologetic nature I have, the fear of rejection accompanies it more often than not. I want everyone around me to be happy with me all the time, and if I can make it so, I will. It terrifies me to no end to think that I did not say sorry (even if I shouldn’t) and end up completely alone.
- Sorry doesn’t mean I’m wrong.
I will apologize for damn near anything. Someone ate your food without permission? I’m sorry.
Your dog of 15 years passed away? I’m sorry.
You felt that my opinion about certain things is too different from yours? I’m sorry.
I am not wrong, sometimes. But I will make the sincere apology for it, because there is nothing worse than losing someone you love or care about over a tiny argument.
- I will go to extreme lengths for you to know I am sorry.
I have been known to write notes apologizing for causing any offense or damage. Sometimes a verbal apology just doesn’t cut it and I need to elaborate. I will write it down for you and express all of my feelings about a situation and apologize. I do this because I cherish the people in my life, even ones that don’t cherish me the same.
- I’m not sorry I’m apologetic.
The best way for me keep myself from going insane with worry that I have offended someone or done something incorrectly, is to profusely apologize. The only time I am not sorry, is when I say I am sorry. My apologies are always from the heart and I will always do so for anyone I come across. It comforts me to know that I was big enough to put my pride aside, and do all I can for someone- than to not say those two small words and have nothing to show for it other than someone with hurt feelings and possibly a lost friendship.
It takes a lot of understanding to be around someone like me, who constantly craves approval or constantly apologizes for her own misgivings. But it is a trait I have grown to love and find admirable. I’m no push over, but I will accept when apologies are necessary (or over analyze and make unnecessary apologies) and make the best out of something bad.