I once dated a dolt who never ever said he was sorry. The only justifiable facet of the fact that he could never admit being wrong or saying sorry, was that he really didn’t mean it. Ever. He literally thought that he was always right to everyone, everywhere. I never heard akin to “I’m wrong”, “You’re right”, or “I’m sorry” to anyone. Anywhere. Ever. Friend or foe. Family or Stranger… Read More