Sorry I’m sorry

I’m sorry that I’m sorry, I’m even sorry I’m writing this.

I find I spend so much of my time starting sentences with “I’m sorry” but it’s said so often I’m fed up of hearing my own voice say it

“I’m sorry but I’m struggling to put a sock/ top / coat onwould you please help?”

“I’m sorry I can’t grab us both drinks, would you mind?”

“I’m sorry could you give me some space please, I don’t find moving around easy”

I’m just sorry life is like this, all my loved ones have had to learn to pick up all this extra work to support me and this is the wider impact on pretty much everyone I meet. I watch frustrations, disappointment and sadness creep across my loved ones.

I feel like I apologise for so much and my underlying guilt is that I am genuinely remorseful that I need so much help and this impacts other people so much; it’s not choice or self infliction. Just bad luck and possibly poor surgical skill and health care (tbc by a legal challenge).

But yeah I’m sorry it’s like this, and I’m sorry we’re all sick of my saying it


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