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2. Be sincere. If your intentions aren’t 100% positive, you might as well not apologize. Think about what you really want from the apology– if it’s just to get someone back on your good side and you lack true remorse, they will probably see right through your facade. Through deception, you’ll end up making things worse for yourself.5. Forgive Yourself. This one is just for you, dear reader. If you have sincerely apologized to the best of your ability as soon as you realize you were in the wrong and are determined to change your course, let the anger you have directed at yourself go. You might think that beating yourself up over your mistake will do you or the one you have wronged some good, but it honestly won’t. In fact, I believe you are more forgivable when you are at peace with yourself.As my boyfriend and I drove to the emergency room, traveling just a few miles per hour above the speed limit, I calmed my nerves and looked up at the sky. The clouds were so vivid, even seen through the glass of the sun roof. I took a deep breath and relished in the expansion and contraction of my lungs. I felt lucky to have them functioning. We flew past the trees, but I saw every leaf in brilliant green reflecting the sun. This may be my last day to live. My last hour, last moment. I will enjoy it.I had just awoken half an hour earlier to one of my best friend’s face staring down at me, her voice soft and soothing. “Kelsey, can you talk to me? You need to wake up.” She held my hands in hers and her soft fingers rubbing my palms brought me back into consciousness. “Alright, we called 911. They’re on the way.” I sat up fast and as my eyes welled up I begged “No, no, no. Please, call them back.” I was scared. Scared of my family finding out that I had done something illegal. So scared of the, now real, consequences of something I had seen as harmless for so many years now. Harmless.They called 911 back and cancelled the emergency, but after 15 minutes of explanation from my friends, and due to their urging, I knew I had to see a doctor. They said that I had passed out. My eyes rolled back into my head, I was convulsing on the floor, and choking on my tongue. They asked if I’d ever had a seizure before. I felt myself start to hyperventilate. A seizure? It was completely unexpected, completely new, but when my friend reminded me of my habitual night twitching, I was beyond frightened. Was something wrong with my nervous system? Was I going to die?I called my boyfriend, Zain, to take me to a clinic, but by the time he got to my friend’s house I was so shaken up, so disturbed by the fact that my face was pale, my lips blue, and my body slightly numb, I was convinced I might have another episode and insisted on being taken to the Emergency Room.Zain’s presence during the drive calmed me. He said that he knew everything would be okay. I didn’t believe him. In fact, I was slightly upset by his lack of urgency, but even still, I was able to overcome my fear and embrace life. Every sensation seemed wonderful to me. Beyond the wind, trees, clouds and sunlight, I was able to laugh and adore the flock of ducks blocking the entrance to the Emergency Room parking lot.Zain dropped me off at the door. While he found a place to park, I approached the front desk. My courage was draining quickly. Saying the words was a surreal experience. “Hi….I just had a seizure about half an hour ago.” The receptionist motioned to the clipboard. I wanted to fill it out quickly so that I could make it in to see the doctor before I had another episode, but my shaking hands and thoughts all in a haze made it so that I was only a quarter of the way through by the time Zain came into the waiting room to meet me. He finished the form, and although the wait seemed like eternity, Zain assured me that it was actually very quick. After completing  paperwork and answering some questions for the technician on duty, I had electrodes stuck  all over my upper body in order to monitor my  heart rate and perform a EKG scan (which measures the electrical patterns of the heart). After that, they drew some blood for testing. I’d had blood drawn before, but my current state must have amplified the pain, because I don’t remember ever having to clench my teeth to counter the pain before that day.Next, I was transported to another room so that the hospital could complete a CAT scan of my brain and lungs. This part was the most frightening to me, partly because I had never had it performed and also because of the radiation exposure necessary to complete the scan. The radiologist asking if there was a possibility of pregnancy only elevated my level of fea