When a friend approaches you, their eyes filled with tears, and confides that they are considering a divorce, it marks a pivotal moment in your relationship. It’s a chance to either deepen your bond or inadvertently create distance. Over the years, I’ve had a few friends open up to me about their struggles with marriage. Unfortunately, I can recall two specific instances where I failed them, and I owe them a sincere apology.
I deeply regret how I reacted when you both shared your thoughts on divorce. The words you spoke were heavy, fragile, and painful for you to express, yet my response was careless. Caught up in my own beliefs that “Marriage = Good” and “Divorce = Bad,” I panicked. My upbringing overshadowed my ability to empathize, and instead of offering support, I delivered judgment cloaked as advice.
I immediately jumped in with a barrage of misguided proclamations: “Oh no, you can’t do that!” In my frantic attempt to “help,” I failed to recognize the emotional turmoil you were experiencing. “It can’t be that bad, can it? Think of the good times! Consider the kids! Every marriage has its flaws. He must be a decent man, right? Remember, marriage is supposed to be hard work!” I realize now that my words only brought more tears.
In a misguided attempt to comfort, I even gave one of you a sympathy card featuring broken pottery, symbolizing Kintsugi—the Japanese art of mending with gold. I thought I was offering hope, but I never paused to ask you what you truly needed.
I’m ashamed to admit that I didn’t consider your reasons for wanting a divorce. I never understood if there was abuse, infidelity, financial ruin, or emotional distress involved. I didn’t ask, nor did I seek to comprehend the magnitude of your decision. Instead, I delivered a lecture on morality at a moment when you needed compassion the most.
Looking back, I wish I had provided a safe space for you to share your experiences. I should have listened, offered my support, and simply been present. If I had done that, perhaps our friendships would have been different. One of you did end up divorcing (and I still don’t know the details), while the other did not. Unfortunately, my failure to listen has left a lasting mark on both our relationships.
Since then, I’ve learned from my mistakes. I’ve had others confide in me about similar struggles, and this time, I’ve kept my mouth shut and my ears open. They, too, were grappling with weighty decisions and simply wanted someone to hear them out. By allowing them to express their feelings without judgment, I’ve strengthened those friendships.
I wish I had approached you both with the same openness. I hope that you can see my heartfelt apology as my attempt to mend our friendship, much like Kintsugi beautifies broken pottery. Perhaps there’s still hope for us to rebuild what was lost.
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In summary, I sincerely apologize to my friends for my lack of support during your moments of vulnerability. I have learned from my mistakes and hope to be a better friend moving forward.
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