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Giovanna
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All right- I should stop beating around the bush with the more roundabout topics, and just get this off my chest:
I don’t know what to do anymore. I need RCIA to be over and done with. I am in a constant state of terror over mortal sin and Hell, to the point where these troubles keep me up almost all night, nearly every night, aggravate my OCD and chronic migraines, and leave me so tormented that my faith is being brought near the breaking point. So is my mental health. I’m only slightly exaggerating when I say that, if I have to keep worrying myself sick about dying in the state of mortal sin before that Easter Vigil gets here, I’m going to go clinically psychotic, and spend a sizeable chunk of this Lent at the happy farm.
See this post (forums.catholic-questions.org/showthread.php?t=90817)??) I didn’t write it, myself, but, I might as well have. I’m in a very similar boat.
The only difference is, after being turned away by both my RCIA teachers, the parish priest, a convent full of Sisters, and two other priests elsewhere, I finally found a parish whose priest would hear my confession. The only glitch was that he’d only allow me, still technically an outsider, this one confession, and told me I’d have to wait until the Easter Vigil for any further confessions. So, I agonized over making the most soul-searching, thorough confession I possibly could, sought guidance from the Holy Spirit, and faithfully made a valid confession of every single sin I could remember since baptism. I was absolved, and restored to the state of grace.
…For about 12 hours. Later that night, my mind saw a random naked picture (not a porn website- it was some rot somebody posted to MySpace before it could be pulled) on the Internet, promptly had a 2- or 3-second-long half-voluntary, half-involuntary random sexual thought, and boom- right back to square one. State of mortal sin; terrified of dying without Confession; in danger of eternal damnation. All over a fleeting thought I never meant to have, and wouldn’t have chosen without being provoked by an image I wouldn’t have looked at of my own volition.
…Only, now, because the one-and-only priest who would willingly hear the confession of an RCIA student, won’t be my confessor anymore, and all the other ones turned me away and told me to wait until next April, I have no confessor for four-and-a-half months.
I can’t even pray about it, apparently, because one mortal sin deprives me of God completely. So, I can’t even beg Him for forgiveness or recourse to sacramental confession.
I cannot stand four-and-a-half months of worrying myself to the lunatic asylum over things like this. I just cannot handle constant, chronic terror and misery.
So, what can I do?
I don’t know what to do anymore. I need RCIA to be over and done with. I am in a constant state of terror over mortal sin and Hell, to the point where these troubles keep me up almost all night, nearly every night, aggravate my OCD and chronic migraines, and leave me so tormented that my faith is being brought near the breaking point. So is my mental health. I’m only slightly exaggerating when I say that, if I have to keep worrying myself sick about dying in the state of mortal sin before that Easter Vigil gets here, I’m going to go clinically psychotic, and spend a sizeable chunk of this Lent at the happy farm.
See this post (forums.catholic-questions.org/showthread.php?t=90817)??) I didn’t write it, myself, but, I might as well have. I’m in a very similar boat.
The only difference is, after being turned away by both my RCIA teachers, the parish priest, a convent full of Sisters, and two other priests elsewhere, I finally found a parish whose priest would hear my confession. The only glitch was that he’d only allow me, still technically an outsider, this one confession, and told me I’d have to wait until the Easter Vigil for any further confessions. So, I agonized over making the most soul-searching, thorough confession I possibly could, sought guidance from the Holy Spirit, and faithfully made a valid confession of every single sin I could remember since baptism. I was absolved, and restored to the state of grace.
…For about 12 hours. Later that night, my mind saw a random naked picture (not a porn website- it was some rot somebody posted to MySpace before it could be pulled) on the Internet, promptly had a 2- or 3-second-long half-voluntary, half-involuntary random sexual thought, and boom- right back to square one. State of mortal sin; terrified of dying without Confession; in danger of eternal damnation. All over a fleeting thought I never meant to have, and wouldn’t have chosen without being provoked by an image I wouldn’t have looked at of my own volition.
…Only, now, because the one-and-only priest who would willingly hear the confession of an RCIA student, won’t be my confessor anymore, and all the other ones turned me away and told me to wait until next April, I have no confessor for four-and-a-half months.
I can’t even pray about it, apparently, because one mortal sin deprives me of God completely. So, I can’t even beg Him for forgiveness or recourse to sacramental confession.
I cannot stand four-and-a-half months of worrying myself to the lunatic asylum over things like this. I just cannot handle constant, chronic terror and misery.
So, what can I do?