i have been doing apologies for sometime and i keep thinking of more people to say i am sorry to. it seems endless as i have made so many mistakes in my long life. i am sorry to everyone in my family,everyone i have met and the world for not being kind enough or wise enough to say and do the right thing. now that i am older i am different and i think a better person,but this apology seems to take a lifetime to correct. i am willing to keep trying because i think it works,slowly but it works. thanks to everyone on this sight to help me have more forgiveness and compassion for myself and others.

I apologize and am more sorry than words can say for sexually abusing my sister once when I was age 11. I was in hormone land, yet I knew it was not a good idea. I wrote her apologizing and she did not acknowledge me, so I took it as her not wanting to look at it: average for her, who has not wished to look at dark or heavy things. I cry as I write this, because I know such abusive events sometimes have profoundly negative effects, i.e. distrust, closing down. I love her and loved her. I just got carried away in the moment, which makes me able to understand people who do abuse. I work for a long time to forgive myself. May I and all beings be forgiven, healthy and peaceful, OM

I apologize to all I have hurt by thought, word or deed. I am sorry and ask your forgiveness. I apologize to every woman I have hurt by using sex when you really wanted love (I didn't know this is what I really wanted too). I apologize to my son for being such an absent father, like my father was. I apologize to myself for keeping myself smaller than I really am, and vow to share my gifts with the work with kindness, generosity and grace.

I apologize to myself for all the ways I judge myself. I apologize for thinking of suicide so often. I apologize for telling myself over and over that I am a failure. I know that I am a good person, as good as anyone, and wish that I could believe this more deeply, and stop the incessant attack on myself. I wish someday to be free, be free of me and mine, free of territory, free of identifying with painful thoughts. I wish that for myself and all beings because I know this suffering is not just mine, but that there are so many who suffer in the same way, and other ways...

I apologize to my aunt for hurting her feelings by not inviting her to my wedding. I apologize to another aunt for sending her home when her brother, my dad, was dying. I apologize to my cousin's sons for not staying in touch after she died. I apologize to my great aunt's granddaughter for contesting the will. I apologize to my husband for taking 14 years to forgive him. I apologize to my mom for being upset inside when she wouldn't loan me a 3rd mortgage payment. I apologize to a friend for not letting him come over to watch the Wizard of Oz. I apologize to my cousin for getting exhausted when she was sick and dying. I apologize to my dad for hating him and rolling my eyes to upset him when I was younger. I apologize to my friend for starting up a competing business. I apologize to my pets for not being more loving and attentive. I apologize to myself for being so hard on myself and feeling guilty about the actions in the above apologies!

I apologize to my late husband who died last year after at least 12 years of Parkinson's. I tried to be kind, but I was short and resentful because he got sick after I planned to leave him and then I couldn't. I apologize for finally giving up and putting him in a nursing home where he lasted five days. I am sorry I don't spend more time with my mother with Alzheimer's who lives an hour away. I see her twice a week, but can only stay a few hours before I need to get away. I apologize for spending so much time in the job I love and less time with my children and grandchildren. I apologize for all the resentment I hide inside that comes out in bits and pieces.

I ask forgiveness from myself. I've been through the most harrowing 12 months. Even though there have been many good things, including a wedding, in that year, there has been such a tide of change and alteration that I struggle--constantly--to keep up. No matter where I turn, but especially in my finances, and they are now shared with my wife, there is too much happening and not enough time to reflect. I got so angry with my wife today when she questioned one of my financial choices. I said she was way too perfectionistic, and that I am looking for what is possible. I ask myself for forgiveness. SELF, please forgive me whatever errors I have recently committed. Please help me slow down.

I apologize to my family, my friends and my self for the ignorance, confusion, anger and hard-heartedness that drove me to suddenly separate from you. For 23 years self-righteousness and allegiance to an abusive psychiatrist fueled my actions. When my father was dying and called me, I refused his calls. When my uncle and Godfather tried to visit me, I refused to see him. I woke up quite suddenly six years ago when I saw how abusive the psychiatrist was to a dear friend. When she left the group that surrounded this psychiatrist, they vilified her. I then saw what a wrong path I was on. I apologized to my family and reunited with them. I am on a path of compasssion and forgiveness. It is difficult to forgive myself for so much self delusion. I apologize to all who I have caused harm. I apologize in particular to my father, my uncle and my self. May I live compassion and forgiveness as I continue to wake up in each moment.

I am sorry, my children, for my part in your having been raised in such a frequently hostile marriage. I only encountered practice a few years before it ended-I guess I did what I could by showing you love and affection in the midst of so much rage. After the marriage ended, you both spun out seriously- my cherished, vulnerable, sensitive teens. I wondered if you'd ever, ever be well! My atonement includes working to help you build the best connection you can with your father, alerting you to how our parental failures may be impinging on your present lives, and supporting you in your life journeys now. I love you.

I apologize to my heart for making it hold so much sadness and longing and for keeping it so closed up and protected from the people I love the most: my family. I apologize for never having told my parents, my sister and my grandparents that I love them. It's just not something that we say in my family, we never have, but my heart is wanting so much to say this and I'm not letting it, I feel it's somehow not proper. Instead of being with my parents through their illness, supporting them in the unforgiving struggle with cancer, depression, chronic stress and other maladies, I'm more than 6000 miles away. Instead of telling them every day how much I love them, I call them on skype for about an hour a month and talk about nothing much. I am deeply sorry for not being able to do what my heart wants to do, for constantly shying away from showing love and affection to my family and for still holding on to hurt from the past instead of responding to the needs of the present. I apologize in advance to my heart if I don't muster the courage to show my love before it's too late...

I apologise to myself, for a lifetime of not understanding, for being hurt by people in childhood and not understanding them as an adult. I apologise to my body for the way it carries my hurt and can't relax or let go. I apologise to myself for not handling serious illness easily, for not always believing life continues after death, for fear and bleakness. I apologise to every person I've hurt, from the places I'm ignorant. I apologise to my children, for not being the mother I'd imagined I could be, and to myself for holding such rigid standards.

I apologize to my soul and my self for not being a better steward of the life I was given and for being so afraid of life and people. I apolgize to my soul and my self for not being willing to take risks that in retrospect are so mundane. I apologize to my soul and my self for not realizing that life is fleeting, at best, and that failing to seize the moment is such a mistake at any age. I apologize to my soul and my self for not understanding that friends, family, marriages, pets, jobs and bank accounts -- all that once was stable -- can dissolve in an instant. And all that is left is my soul and my self, now alone and afraid, angry and confused, wondering where everyone went. And now, wondering where to go fom here. Had I truly understood, I would have danced all night and laughed all day. I would have written that book of poetry and not been afraid to stand in front of audiences sharing my words. I would have worn bikinis at the beach and traveled far to find the perfect sunset. I would have purchased the cottage at the lake or moved to western Ireland to lose myself amongst the ruins. And had I truly understood that one day I would be anonymously writing my regrets and apologies to a Web site, because I have no one else to talk with, I would have made damn sure to tell everyone I knew and cared for how much I loved and cherished them. So I will tell my soul and my self now -- and you -- that despite our follies and our fears, we matter. And that we must love ourselves in times when we don't feel loved by others. Or at times when we don't feel we deserve love. Ot at times when we have been abandoned by others. We must learn to hug ourselves and forgive ourselves and find joy in living, without fear of being hurt. I apologize for waiting until my mid-fifties to finally tell my soul and my self: "I love you". I would have approached life with a and asked if they needed

11 days ago I sent an apology to myself for being so in love with a married man, for having developed such an attachment that I was in pain missing him, that I would have to run for as long as it took, for shelter mind in love for my children and in prayer and meditation. I apologized to my sister and brother. 3 days later I met with this beautiful brother more deeply, in a natural outpouring of my deepest grief and, deeper still, in a spontaneous connection of profound simplicty, oneness and Big Heart, a coming home to Self. Since then the pain has released itself, I find the need to run has let go, as small mind has expanded anto bigger, wiser mind, and there has been a spontaneous heart connection between this sister and myslef. I know the apology was like a gateway for all of this and I write now to thank you, from my heart, Ondrea and Stephen. xx

i am sorry to my younger brother for putting him in the middle of a fight with my other brother.he is a good guy and didn't deserve this anger.i am trying to forgive myself for still being angry at one of my brothers and maby won't ever forgive his closed heart.i think it must take a lifetime to forgive the most painful hurts but i am still trying ... thanks to everyone on this sight for their compassion

To my former husband- I am so sorry that I did not leave you in a kinder way. I needed to go, I needed to grow, but it's no excuse for adultery and lies. I hurt you, again, after 19 years of being true, and I was not even honest with you about it, thus causing more confusion and suffering. I am sorry that I was not honest with you about how unhappy I was when we were still married. I am sorry I was so angry for so long without taking action. I am sorry this past year has been so difficult for you. I wish I had been able to make the break while honoring the many years we had together, the extraordinary gift of our child. I really regret the pain I have caused.

I apologize to my self for being so in love with a married man. In one way there is nothing wrong because I am sure I don't want him as my partner. In another way it feels wrong because I love him so much. I miss him so much. I apologize to my dear sister in kind for being so in love with your beloved. He is a brother to me but a brother I think of all the time from so deep in my heart. I apologize to you dear brother in kind. It used to be a deep soul love with no missing, then somehow or other my heart/mind became conquered by your beauty and innocence. I love you in every way I know and other than that I have to run away, into memory of my chidren or into wonderful meditation and prayer where all my longings are answered. I am sorry dear, dear brother, for any way in which my love causes you difficulty and that now, for as long as it takes, I will often be running when I'm not with you because otherwise the pain of missing you can sometimes hurt so much it immobilises me. Sorry sweet, sweet self. This wonderful love is an immeasurable blessing, like warm sunshine opening up my heart petals after a long winter. It's the attachment which is bringing in pain to this little heart of mine, again. I hold you softly. I hold you softly. I hold you softly. Thank you Ondrea and Stephen. x

I apologize to my brother and sisters, who had to hear so many complaints over the years. I cared for our mother in her decline, and am proud of it, but I sometimes lambasted my siblings for what I believed was their lack of care for me. Our mother passed two months ago, and I ask her forgiveness for whatever was incomplete between us. I ask mercy and forgiveness from God, from whom all blessings flow. I cannot see him, I can only hear him sometimes. I feel strongly I would not have made it through my caregiving years without divine assistance. When I write a long catalogue of what the last 10 years were like it seems so bleak. But I know there were good times, mixed in with the hard. Please Mom, from the other side, please help me reach peace with myself and with God.

TO THE KIND PARENTS WHO JUST LOST THEIR BELOVED DAUGHTER ************************************************************ Love has so very many faces. First of all it protects. We have found in working forty years with sick even terminal patients that some, perhaps the most sensitive, choose after an arduous illness or condition to die alone so as not to hurt further the hearts they love most. It was her plea to God to be able to give back just a bit of what you have given, and He threw His blanket over her and brought her home. It was an act of love on both their parts no matter how unnecessary you may feel it was. you are in our hearts ondrea&stephen;

TO THE KIND PARENTS WHO JUST LOST THEIR BELOVED DAUGHTER ************************************************************ Love has so very many faces. First of all it protects. We have found in working forty years with sick even terminal patients that some, perhaps the most sensitive, choose after an arduous illness or condition to die alone so as not to hurt further the hearts they love most. It was her plea to God to be able to give back just a bit of what you have given, and He threw His blanket over her and brought her home. It was an act of love on both their parts no matter how unnecessary you may feel it was. you are in our hearts ondrea&stephen;

I apologise to my latest exboyfriend who I could not allow to be himself in all the ways he needed to grow, I apologise for needing to make him smaller, to control his impulses to make many friends of both genders in my own insecurity regarding fear of infidelity.I forgive myself for not working harder to release this terrible fear that eats at all of my intimate relationships with men. I forgive the men in my life who have left me, cheated on me, abandoned me in some form or other and take responsibility for my part in the drama.I extend mercy to my broken heart that wants only to love and be loved.