BY KATHLEEN HEINS I make no apologies for the fact that I am pretty darn good at saying I’m sorry. I even apologize when I am not at fault. If someone tears across the street while texting and rams into me, I am likely to apologize assuming I was somehow involved. Afterall, I didn’t get out of the way. It’s not that I enjoy apologizing. I actually have a pretty strong brain filter which, more often than not, keeps me from saying things that I will later regret (and have to apologize for). When I am most upset, I am also most likely to withdraw to process, ponder . . . and plot (Just joking about the plot part . . . or am I?).
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