Pride Tastes Awful : Admission of Mistakes

I seldom apologize for anything because I truly believe that I am right about most things. I know this makes me a jerk to many people but I don't feel guilty because, well... I don't think I'm wrong so who really cares what anyone thinks of me?

However, despite my excellent average of being right, there are those times when I am off the mark and I am just wrong. Recently I experienced one of those times. I was seeing this guy, who I was very hard on (we had a history that can best be described as turbulent). After overcoming many of our issues, we decided to give the relationship another effort. Things went well until he just stopped calling me and I was so livid. What hurt more is that despite his shortcomings, I held this man in very high regard and for him to be so careless and flippant with my feelings was a monumental disappointment.

A year passed and I got an email from him saying "thank you for adding me to your linkedin network..." the email went on to say that he didn't think I would ever contact him in any way again. I replied that he know's me very well because I totally sent that linkedin invite inadvertently and had no idea it ever happened. Furthermore, I had NO intention of ever speaking to him at all and wondered why in the midst of his email, he never bothered to apologize to me for falling off the face of the earth and never calling me again. He responded that I left him and broke his heart and he saw no need to apologize. At that point, I was angry and demanded he call me (which he did).

During our conversation, I told him that I was trying to call him for days while he was going through a depression and never heard from him for days, maybe even a week. He told me he got a text message from me saying "I'm done trying". He interpreted that to mean that I was done trying to be in a relationship with him and proceeded to delete everything that I was linked to from emails to phone numbers. I told him that my text meant "I was done trying to call him." This miscommunication drove a 380 day wedge between us.

It was at that point that I had to apologize for thinking the worst of him when he was only honoring what he thought were my wishes for a breakup. We shared a half hearted laugh about it, but we also felt that we experienced the most unfortunate consequence of miscommunication. Where will we go from here? I don't know.

What I do know is I had to swallow my pride and admit that I was wrong. It wasn't the most pleasant thing I've done, but it was worth saving a friendship with a person who is worth being friends with.