Yes, I was born in London.My Dad (a Catholic) told me I was given the last rites. I know we would have fallen under the Southwark diocese. I don’t have a lot of info, I just know I was expected to die but infact made a recovery. The thing is, a year after this I was placed in a children’s home. During my time there my birth parents died. I wasn’t raised in a Catholic home.
I always believed in God mind you, and went to a Baptist church but in 2009 I went to Catholic Church. It was there and only there that I found Lord Jesus. I was going through a heartaching trial and in this dear Chuch I felt such peace and comfort. I learnt to pray the Rosary, in that Church I really felt, i don’t know, like I was home.It just felt so right.
But the trial I was going through was too much to bear and I went in completely the opposite direction. I ended up having a nervous breakdown, I was drinking, suicidal.
I turned up drunk at the Priest’s home

I was in such a bad place back then. The Priest forgave me -not in a confessional way as I’m not confirmed. But I just couldn’t forgive myself for having fallen apart like that and embarrassing myself in that way. So I haven’t returned. I’ve tried, but bottle out .
Deep down though I ache to be back in that Church, I long to feel close to Lord Jesus.
I’m not sure why I’ve opened up like this.
I do need to add, I don’t drink anymore.