I’m so sick and tired of people being sorry.

I think I’ve heard “sorry” more times than I’ve heard my own name. Sorry from my mom—for the bare-minimum survival package that was my childhood. But hey, at least she did her best, right? Gotta love that era of parenting.

Sorry from my dad—timed perfectly for his literal deathbed, as if that’s when apologies are most effective.

Sorry from partners, right after they’ve done the thing they swore they’d never do.

At this point, I’d rather people just skip the apologies and, I don’t know… not do the terrible thing in the first place?

But yeah. Sorry. My bad. Didn’t mean to expect better.

That’s it. That’s the fkn post.