Over the past three years, I have also been going through this war for purity.

It’s been a long, and hard three years. At first, I barely knew what I was doing. But as I learned more about my actions, I grew curious to whether this act was acceptable to God, as I am a devout Roman Catholic, and religion comes first in my life. Upon reading about the grave consequences and just how much it can impact my relationship with God, I went into a deep depression, where I hated myself, and I had no motivation to live. I was so scared at the thought of confessing these embarrassing actions to my priest, and asking my parents to go to Confession, that I used to make myself sick. Until I could muster the strength to go to Confession, I would continuously ask God for the courage to go to Confession, and in the meantime, I would live life with a positive attitude, and try to live the purest life that I can. The following seven months were the best months of my life. Although I had the thought of Confession constantly at the back of my mind, my life had a dramatic turnaround. These months made me realize, how I in fact did not need to do this act to fulfill my desires, and how good life feels without the heavy and constant burden of guilt, shame and depression.
Then came the retreat for my Confirmation. The retreat included a day of Confession and a Healing Mass! The days before the retreat were spent researching how to do a proper confession, and preparing myself for a new beginning in my life, a fresh start. I chose to use appropriate and subtle words that made me feel comfortable, while letting the Priest know what I was talking about. I used words like “impure actions by myself,” “Looking at impure photos and videos.” The day arrived, and I chose to confess my sins to the fairly new priest, who explained why the act was sinful and what that part of our bodies was created for. As we ended my confession, it was like a re-birth, and I felt a weight being lifted off of my shoulders. I was the closest to God that I could be on Earth. Then, came the Healing Mass. At first, I worried about the reaction I would have, but I was very excited to potentially experience what my teacher described to me. I approached the altar, and the priest laid his hands on my head. The next thing I know, the helpers, the Church’s Knights, had caught me from falling. It was a surreal moment. I walked away with a warm feeling in my chest (literally), and I was so amazed that the Holy Spirit had entered my soul.



That healing mass cemented my beliefs forever and I would never even think about doubting my religion again. And a word to people who want to or have attended a healing mass, believe in what you felt and DO NOT let ANYONE doubt or question that happened. Pray for them, to one day feel the same thing that you had felt.

I thought that I would NEVER commit these acts again, but I had stumbled again a couple of months later. A browsing of the internet to help me regain focus brought me upon people claiming it was “natural,” there was “nothing wrong,” and they should “just do it.” Eager to find opinions that help me justify my desires, I listened to these opinions, and thought if everyone was doing it, “why shouldn’t I?” I began to think that it would be acceptable to God, as long as I didn’t lust or watch pornography. Oh how I was wrong.

Even though I tried as hard as I could, it was virtually impossible, and I kept finding that I was guilty and I felt impure. To keep myself from seeing any provocative images or videos, I downloaded a program that sensors websites, and created a strong and powerful password that I knew would help stop me from accessing the websites. I added God, or Jesus, or someone who you would make me feel guilty in the password. Plus, I felt uncomfortable doing the act with my huge cross with Jesus on it, and my statue of the Virgin Mary staring at me. I then realized, if I feel uncomfortable doing these things in front of the cross and the statue, there has to be something wrong with the acts. I realized that all along, the statues symbolized Jesus and Virgin Mary, and how they were watching over me, even when I was doing these things! The statues helped me stop and realize that if I felt like I needed to hide these things from God, Jesus and the Virgin Mary, then it probably was something I shouldn’t be doing! :idea: Keep Crosses and Statues as reminders!
This past Winter, I purchased Rosary Beads, as I heard and read of the numerous spiritual benefits that it gives you. I CAN’T BELIEVE HOW OVERLOOKED THE ROSARY IS! It works wonders. I learned to pray the Rosary, and learned about the mysteries using this website:
catholic.org/prayers/mystery.php The first time I did the Rosary correctly, I was deeply shaken, in a GOOD WAY. Some of the mysteries were relevant to my life, and I felt a profound spiritual connection to the Virgin Mary. I was so touched, that I had goosebumps and I was shaking. How could I have overlooked the Rosary for all this time? The Rosary really helped me in my path to purity. I recommend it to EVERYONE!
Even though I am still going through this struggle, I look for inspiration to keep on going with websites like this, and hearing from troubled Catholics and Christians who have the same problem. I know that even though it seems humanly impossible, God works miracles, and he has a plan in store for you. Know that you are NOT alone, and God is the perfect companion to talk about your situation with. Don’t ever think for a second that he doesn’t hear you. He works in mysterious ways!

Know that God is always there for you, and that there are people who are struggling like you are. I will pray for you, as I ask for you to keep me in your prayers. You always have someone out there who understands!