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I’m in a pickle. I cannot sleep and I cannot work. I took a trip to the depth of my soul looking for answers and I came up empty handed. I went all the way down into disbelief looking for answers. I have not been able to reconcile an idea and it has put the handbrake on my entire life. It is an age old unanswerable question. It has made me question reality itself, and I really mean that. I’ve gotten progressively worse since seriously looking into Catholicism. I no longer listen to music or watch movies. I fast and pray. I can’t even bring myself to exercise for USMC. I am not usually a fearful person. I’ve always been a wildcat. In fact, nothing scares me in comparison to this. I’ve been cooped up for months, almost exclusively alone, and I’ve had nothing to do but think about this.
What is the deal with Hell? Everyone seems to have a different opinion on it. Many religions and sects of religions have one and it is usually exclusive. The eternity of it demands more attention to anything else in this world. Yet most people don’t seem to worry about it. Many Saints say that only a frighteningly small number escape it. Only 8 escaped the flood. Only a couple left Sodom. Moses didn’t even get into the promised land. Jesus talks about Hell quite a lot. He also says to be perfect as our Father in Heaven is perfect. I have a hard time understanding this.
I understand that God is infinitely merciful. What I do not understand is the level we must participate. Is Grace a glass armor, that while perfect, can be broken at any moment? Even Paul was worried about making it until the end. Paul! No one in my family history or any of my friends are Catholic. I don’t know any practicing Catholics in real life outside of my priest. I do not feel any different when I leave the confessional. I fear I misspoke or I left something out. I understand scrupulosity, I think, however I’m more fearful than scrupulous. I don’t know how bad I am. I can’t tell if I am scrupulous because I mean, if the vast majority are doomed, it seems logical to be as scrupulous as possible. Still, this has lead me to utter despair. I don’t know how to live anymore. No career or dreams or activities seem worthwhile anymore. I’m just shaking in absolute fear.
So, please, if anyone has a valuable (name removed by moderator)ut, let me know. I am afraid of going flat out insane. I want to be at peace, but I am just so terrified. John the Baptist makes a lot more sense now. The middle ages make a lot more sense now. I cannot tell if I am deluded or if the vast majority of people are deluded. We seem to commit some sin or another all the time. I know I am not a righteous man by default. My fear has lead me to disbelief, and my disbelief has caused more fear. Any ideas?
What is the deal with Hell? Everyone seems to have a different opinion on it. Many religions and sects of religions have one and it is usually exclusive. The eternity of it demands more attention to anything else in this world. Yet most people don’t seem to worry about it. Many Saints say that only a frighteningly small number escape it. Only 8 escaped the flood. Only a couple left Sodom. Moses didn’t even get into the promised land. Jesus talks about Hell quite a lot. He also says to be perfect as our Father in Heaven is perfect. I have a hard time understanding this.
I understand that God is infinitely merciful. What I do not understand is the level we must participate. Is Grace a glass armor, that while perfect, can be broken at any moment? Even Paul was worried about making it until the end. Paul! No one in my family history or any of my friends are Catholic. I don’t know any practicing Catholics in real life outside of my priest. I do not feel any different when I leave the confessional. I fear I misspoke or I left something out. I understand scrupulosity, I think, however I’m more fearful than scrupulous. I don’t know how bad I am. I can’t tell if I am scrupulous because I mean, if the vast majority are doomed, it seems logical to be as scrupulous as possible. Still, this has lead me to utter despair. I don’t know how to live anymore. No career or dreams or activities seem worthwhile anymore. I’m just shaking in absolute fear.
So, please, if anyone has a valuable (name removed by moderator)ut, let me know. I am afraid of going flat out insane. I want to be at peace, but I am just so terrified. John the Baptist makes a lot more sense now. The middle ages make a lot more sense now. I cannot tell if I am deluded or if the vast majority of people are deluded. We seem to commit some sin or another all the time. I know I am not a righteous man by default. My fear has lead me to disbelief, and my disbelief has caused more fear. Any ideas?