I’m sorry that I respect all life. I’m sorry I’m not more selfish and careless. I’m sorry I paid attention, listened and didn’t ask for anything.

I’m sorry I loved.
I’m sorry I lost.
It must be my fault somehow.
To have hoped that I deserved love.
I’m sorry I exist.
I’m sorry for my son to have a mom who couldn’t make one good friend after the life she built crumbled. After death, loneliness, betrayal and manipulation finally ruined her heart.
I’m sorry I won’t die so you’ll all be free of me.