I wronged someone terribly, and there is no way that I can make amends to them.
They have clearly stated that.
This is my own way of atoning, not based on any doctrine, etc. It's not virtue-signalling.
I walk alone. There's no ego to inflate.
I've been in the same shelters, detox's, and wards as these people have. Here's what I do:
As I go about my day-to-day life, when I find people that appear to be hungry, need cigarettes, coffee, a ride, whatever, I help them out with food, smokes, and so on.
I can't change what happened in the past, but I can make someone's day a bit less harsh.
The awful thing is that these desperate hungry, tired and cold people are so numerous.
Imagine if my odd "hey, can I help you with anything today?" was impossible because we lived in a humane world?
This has quelled my guilt. It is selfish.
It also prevents me from dying impulsively.
That is all I can say.