Oh, I'm sorry...
"Stop saying sorry!"
This little word, 'sorry,' is a bad habit for me. I say it all the time...to the point that I may not even know what it means anymore. I say it when I'm uncomfortable. When I'm afraid I've said something wrong. I even say it if someone bumps into me (even though it should be the other way around).
I'm not sure when I jumped on the 'sorry' train...but it's definitely something I'm aware of and need to stop. So...if you're around me...and I do it...sorry. (see! old habits...)
I don't know what to replace it w/ though. It seems to be a comfort to me...fills in an awkward moment...allows me to deal w/ a situation where I don't know what else to say. It also harkens to my intense need not to offend. Why do I always care if I offend, anyway?? (whole other subject...another day, perhaps)
I wonder how many of us have a crutch like this...one that allows us to slip by...unnoticed.