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My mood has been up and down and all around today! Like a buzzy bug thats trying to avoid being caught by a child.

I feel like I need to say I’m sorry!

I’m sorry.

I am selfish.

I’m sorry I can’t seem to grow up. I’m sorry I can’t get a grip! I’m sorry for not being there! I am sorry for the way I have been acting. I don’t know why I am acting this way! I’m sorry for never knowing anything! I’m sorry I can’t sort out my issues. I’m sorry for my flipped prioraties. I’m sorry for taking steps backward when I should be stepping forward. I’m sorry for being so blind. I’m sorry I often only hear one voice. I’m sorry I continue to listin to that voice. Other voices are so much more important, why do I choose to hear the bad one? I’m sorry for hiding. I’m sorry for not speaking. I’m sorry that my faux control has gotten so out of control! I’m sorry for the fence I have built around me, and sorry that its made out of such a strong  material! Sorry a saw can’t chop it down! Sorry I’m so stubborn! Sorry I’m like a bull, or a  one way street. Sorry for comparing myslef to objects humans are not even comparable to! Sorry for the complaing, the whining, the ranting. I’m sorry for embracing the monster, and holding onto the monster. I’m sorry for the insanity. Im sorry for all the hurt involved. I’m sorry for being stuck and not trying hard enough to wriggle my way out of the mud!

I am selfish.

I’m sorry!