I think apologies are very important. I try and give them where I’ve been wrong etc and really value receiving them. They’ve helped me heal and move on. I really respect people who are able to say sorry.
DH never (and I mean never!) apologises. Drives me mad but I’ve come to terms with it I suppose.
The other day he referred to my fetish for apologies (not in an argument, just a conversation about odd things about each of us).
It got me thinking, aibu (maybe more am i weird) about this?