How do you write an apology letter to someone? - I need to write an apology letter to someone how do i do it?

Cope or Rope

Can't Dodge The Rodge
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I know how to start it off by the Dear, Whoever and how it ends signed whovever but what do i put between the beginning and the end? I forgot to mention but the reason why i need to write this letters it to apologize to my mother for being a loser piece of genetic trash.
 
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A phone call is more personable and requires less effort. If you think your mother will have a negative reaction to a phone call, why do you think any differently of a letter? Perhaps instead of apologizing, you work toward the solution?

JethroTullamore

Continuing the Irish tradition of alcoholism
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I’m just going to take a wild guess here since you didn’t tell us what you’re apologizing for.

Dear Mom;
I’m sorry that I fucked had consensual sex with the family dog, but this is who I am now and you need to accept it.
I am no longer a little boy, but a man, a man with desires that must be met.
Love, your son.
P.S.
I am also sorry about the stain I left on the area rug and will chip in for rental on a carpet cleaner.

At least this is what I’m assuming it’ll be about.
 

Hothead

EVERYTHING WILL BE FIRE.
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apologize to my mother for being a loser piece of genetic trash.
This sounds like a back-handed nonapology in the making. That or you're actually so fucking autistic you need to apologize for being an autist.

Apologize for what you do, not what you are. An apology is a preface to "and I won't do it again" - it implies contrition for an action and a promise to correct the offending behavior. Apologize for being an autist and you'll be doing nothing but apologizing for the rest of your life because it's not like you're gonna stop being autistic any time soon.
 

MemeGrey

Not Dead Yet
True & Honest Fan
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Where's my snare?
I have no snare in my headphones. There you go
Yeah... yo, yo

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?
I have; I've been protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's behind
All this commotion emotions run deep as oceans, exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathing
Keep kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the evening
Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth
See they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now; I bet you're probably sick of me now ain't you mama?
I'mma make you look so ridiculous now

I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet

Ha! I got some skeletons in my closet
And I don't know if no one knows it
So before they throw me inside my coffin and close it
I'mma expose it; I'll take you back to '73
Before I ever had a multi-platinum-selling CD
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months
My faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye
No I don't. On second thought I just fucking wished he would die
I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving her side
Even if I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I'd try
To make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake
I maybe made some mistakes
But I'm only human, but I'm man enough to face them today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was take them bullets outta that gun
'Cause I'da killed him; shit I would've shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"

I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet

Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition
Take a second to listen 'fore you think this record is dissing
But put yourself in my position; just try to envision
Witnessing your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missing
Going through public housing systems, victim of Münchausen's Syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to your stomach
Doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma?
But guess what? You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that you're phony
And Hailie's getting so big now; you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong
Bitch do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!
But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get
You selfish bitch; I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
Well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!

I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet

I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet
 

Rich Evans Apologist

Owner of at least 2 fartbags
True & Honest Fan
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Why don't we show our community spirit and help write the letter one sentence at a time? I'll start just to get the formalities out of the way:

Dear Mother, I would like to say that I'm deeply sorry.
 
Over the phone: Ask your Mon if she would be upset if the house burnt down. (now she's thinking you burnt down the house.) Then tell her you broke a vase. She won't care about the vase because the house didn't burn down.
 
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