sense of REliEF

Hmm.. I continually have been admittinq thinqs about myself and my life to myself let alone to other plp..& I keep wonderinq why it is ..I get no sense of relief why am I still so heavy hearted .. & then I look at the plp I've hurt & see why I'm not perfect & bein as humanly stoopid as possible I take out my problems on the ones I love the most *afewplpinpaticular* & I'm tryin to fix it.. Of course not all wounds can be heald so suddenly buh with time ..things are bound to come around.. I'm lookinq past my insomniac self .. My lack of closeness to anyone..I'm tryin to find a piece of mind..we all r so easily breakable...even when guarded. I have to differ from wht I once was. & I'd like to start with an apology.