Admitting you were wrong about something seems to be the thing many people have a serious time admitting. Even in the face of utter facts and examples, many of us still look at admitting fault or admitting a mistake somehow makes us weak. Which really, nothing could be further from the truth as it takes quite the person to openly admit that they were wrong.
So that’s what we are going to do today…
Name an instance where you were simply wrong. Did you openly admit to it or did you stick to your guns for the eff of it. Why or why not.
Also… What is it that your parents were completely right about that you hate to admit to them?
and for those of you who are parents, have you ever admitted to your children that you were wrong or apologized to them because you were mistaken? Why or why not?
I was wrong for yelling at my kids about using my scissors and never putting them back in the kitchen drawer, where they belong…found them on my dresser….
I'm wrong for getting myself into a situation that my first mind told me to step away from.
I don't have a problem admitting when I'm wrong.
Offering a sincere apology, especially to a person who refuses to admit when they are wrong on any occasion, is like popping their balloon or taking the wind out of their sail.
You can't be an azzhole to someone when you genuinely admit fault or express regret.
I apologized to a friend for not expressing my reasons for why she shouldn't marry her SO.
My parents were right about dating and men in general.
i've been wrong more times than i care to admit to everyone else. but will apologize so i can learn from it. my parents to me a girl i was dating wasn't about ish. i didn't listen. found out the hard way. thanks mom and dad.
If I'm actually wrong…and it doesn't happen often…but I'll say I was wrong. My bestie told me that I shouldn't have moved to NY with the man that became my son's father…Let's just say I let her have her I told you so moment…every time we talk and it's been 4 years. lol.
I have no issue with admitting that I'm wrong and apologizing.
My mom told me to never accept an apology unless they specify that they're apologizing for.
Name an instance where you were simply wrong.
- I told a cousin I didn't like that she was adopted. (She didn't know until the moment I told herin front of our classmates.) I never apologized to her (even though she never told anyone that I was the one who told her) but I did apologize to the relative that everyone thought had told.
Also… What is it that your parents were completely right about that you hate to admit to them?
- That holding onto grudges only hurts me, in the grand scheme of things.
and for those of you who are parents, have you ever admitted to your children that you were wrong or apologized to them because you were mistaken? Why or why not?
- I have always admitted to my kids when I was wrong and apologized. I once got yelled at and almost got my azz beat for coming home several hours late from school. I was on the volleyball team in jr high and had an away game. Even though it was written on the big "family events" calendar in our kitchen. instead of apologizing when I pointed it out to my mom she just said I should have reminded her that morning and. I never wanted my kids to feel the way I felt at that moment.
I was wrong for telling my mom as a teenager, that I never wanted to be like her. She in fact has many qualities I'd like to have at her age. Sorry mom, I had to be a cunt cause you were one first.
My mom told me not to marry that azzhole!!! Damn, she was right!!!
I'm a writer. Won't consider myself an author until I get published. Anywhoo, I was chatting with a friend the other night, running through a list of scenarios I've put down on paper, talking about my past, when I retold a story that haunts me to this day. I was in second grade and jumped a kid in our class. It was a three on one situation, and I remember giving him a swift kick in the nuts. I remember too many details to go into it, but I always wondered what happened to that kid. To be fair, I was on the receiving end of azz whuppings from him and his friends too (NYC public school system) and he was probably no worse for wear, but to this day if I ever ran into him, I wouldn't hesitate to apologize.
I'm quick to react but I wil apologize to my baby. It makes me feel like shyt bc she will say (even when through a rain of tears) "It's okay mommy."
Daddy told me to leave the hs sweetheart alone and take my ass to school. Told me not to wait on him *sigh* Some of the best worst times of my life.