When we offend others, it is very easy to sit in our little power nests we have so carefully crafted through the years and lecture others on their need to “forgive us” in response to our misinterpretation of their requests that we make a better life.
Whether someone forgives me for whatever I may do to offend him is not my business; it is between him, God, and his relationships that his offendedness may poison. The only role I have with someone I have offended is to listen, interpret, and rectify, no matter how youthful and not-my-style his words are.