I HAVE no doubt that everyone of us has been offered an apology that was completely insincere, with the expectation — to rub salt in the wound — that we would accept it, and graciously, and then “move on.”
Apologies — fake and sincere — are far from a simple matter. These apologies that we are supposed to make before Yom Kippur, if we’re truly serious about it, engage our self-image, our ego, our capacity for honesty and our fear of rejection.
Does anyone really apologize?
The answer, no doubt, is yes, but before you put yourself in that category, consider:
Is an apology an apology if it’s designed to make me, the apologizer, feel better? Or is an apology about the person who has been hurt?