Contrite: (adj) filled with a sense of guilt and the desire for atonement; penitent
The times in my life when I was truly sorry, I’ve been so contrite that I could barely speak.
I was afraid to utter a word. It might fail to communicate the depth of my anguish.
I simply sat, looking at the offended person and attempted to use my eyes to communicate the pain I felt inside. I had no desire to be glib and did not want to explain my position, and I certainly didn’t want to post it as a public statement on the Internet.
So great was my sadness over my actions that my contrite heart choked my words, leaving me with nothing more than gestures and tears.
Contrition is a magnificent experience in our journey. It is where we confirm that we’ve actually succeeded in graduating from being a baby, survived adolescence—becoming a full-fledged human being.