You’ve done something wrong. You hurt someone you love, someone who deserves better from you. This person might be a parent, a sibling, a child, a friend, a partner, or a spouse. Whoever it is; where you were once trusted, you’re now under suspicion. You were close, but now you’re distant. Loved, but now there’s disgust. You want to do better, but you don’t know how. You’ve apologized, maybe a hundred times, but can’t get past it. You know your action, even though it was wrong, was not the whole story. There were precipitating factors. It’s complicated, you’d like to explain, but you can’t talk about it without sounding like you’re making excuses. You wish there were another way between groveling and pride. You’d like to learn from your mistakes without losing your dignity and voice.
There’s a way for you, too; a way to repair what was damaged.