I’m Aware That I May Come Off as Unpleasant, But I Sincerely Apologize

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Recently, I’ve been informed that I can sometimes appear “a bit unpleasant.” Let’s just say it directly: some people perceive me as a bit of a jerk. I can’t argue with that; it’s probably true.

I want to take a moment to apologize to anyone I may have offended while genuinely trying to be kind.

I’m sorry for being late—again—and for how that might have seemed disrespectful to you. The truth is, just as I was about to leave, I had to change my 8-year-old stepdaughter’s messy diaper. We’ve made progress in potty training, but her autism means she doesn’t fully grasp her body’s signals yet. Still, we remain optimistic.

I apologize if I seemed dismissive when you were excitedly sharing about your new puppy. Truth is, my husband lost his job this summer. Despite his impressive skill set, the tough job market has me worried.

If I appeared irritable for no apparent reason, I’m truly sorry. I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder type 2, severe depression, and anxiety during my last much-desired pregnancy. I’m constantly fighting an internal battle to maintain a cheerful exterior, even when everything around me seems perfect.

I regret if I promised to read that article, check out that post, attend that workshop, or join you for a class. I’m trying to devote every spare moment I have to building my business.

I apologize for not responding to your text for nearly a week. I’ve been tangled up in scheduling conflicts with three sets of exes, parents, and stepparents to create a holiday plan that works for everyone. Yes, I know it’s only September.

To my good friend, I’m sorry if I snapped at you for canceling our plans for a legitimate reason. Coordinating babysitters for all four kids was a daunting task—it felt like deciphering Anna Karenina in Russian (still on my “when I have time” reading list)—and now it feels wasted. I was really looking forward to that break.

I’m sorry if I seem dazed or unable to muster the enthusiasm I once had. Some days, it’s all I can do to put one foot in front of the other when each step feels impossibly heavy.

I’m working hard to cherish my 1 ½-year-old daughter’s fleeting toddler years and her delightful personality, while also nurturing my 9-year-old’s passion for hockey. I’m focused on helping my 8-year-old autistic stepdaughter develop her life skills, marveling at her appreciation for the little things.

I’m trying to be there for my teenage stepson, who, at 13, is a great big brother and just wants to help. I’m also aiming to be the partner my husband needs while feeding my creative spirit that desperately craves attention. Remaining optimistic can be tough, and on some days, I can barely manage to be myself.

Honestly, if I were in your shoes, I’d probably see me as a jerk too. For those who want to keep that perspective, I understand.

To my friends and family who embrace the complicated person I am, thank you. I truly am striving to be kind.

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In summary, I acknowledge that I may not always come across as the warmest person, but my intentions are genuine. Life can be overwhelming, and I’m simply trying to navigate through it while being the best version of myself.