I'd say that in most of the cases I can think of now I quietly and modestly acknowledged it. I'm usually not able to ignore my mistakes and I wouldn't want to. However, I sometimes wish (normally at that period when I'm at the point of proceeding on with life) that I had the courage to admit it loudly, because I somehow think that this might be the way to completely get rid of any unpleasent feeling connected with my mistake.
To the next person who'd like to answer:
If you ever planted a tree, which tree would it be and where would you plant it ?
