Probably the hardest thing to say....

Someone told me that am such a deep pessimist,that all I write about makes them go into a deep depression of thoughts.I had no come back for that and kept quiet mostly cause I write what comes out of me, and I never intend to darken anyone’s thoughts instead I write to clear my mind(and it takes a lot to write everything down).But if it gets anyone thinking,then am happy to write down my thoughts,because life is too hard too think on your own and I need the company once in a while…Confession time is over,let’s get back to what really drove me to write this post, something that was really hard to say at first till i realized what a difference it made in my situation.

Ever thought about the most said words in the world???Wish i had time to google that,but in all honesty am not that bored though a tad bit curious.... I asked myself this question when I heard some song play (can’t remember which song) but it had lyrics that go something like this “those three words are said too much but not enough”. Obviously it was talking about the words “I love you” but my mind thought of other 3 words “I AM SORRY”.

Yep,those 3 words are sometimes never said AT ALL!!

My mum always told me to say am sorry times ten,but now i realize times ten was just a way of making me practice saying "i'm sorry"

We always feel the pain of guilt when we offend or hurt others,but to to say “I’m sorry’ somehow makes it harder.It’s like admitting to our crimes,and that’s never easy .To admit to a mistake is like sentencing yourself to a lifetime imprisonment of shame,maybe that’s why those three words are never said .For some people,it’s easier to show remorse or being sorry by doing something to show it,but never by saying it.

Admitting to being sorry,I agree,is best shown with actions,but saying it verbally most times makes things better and magically removes the guilt in a more personal way.It’s a way of owning up and taking charge of what you did,though it’s hard it’s eventually worth it.By saying I am sorry,I rise up from my guilt,by saying I am sorry I learn to always learn from my mistake,by saying I am sorry I bring less pain but a sincere heart that clears the pain!

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