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CatholicLeanne
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I’m a Catholic convert, however a while ago I fell into a very dark period of mortal sin and I don’t know how to dig myself out.
I don’t know what happened to me. I used to be so into my faith and I loved God so much, but now I am so numb and apathetic on the inside that I just don’t care anymore. I know my sin offends God and yet I cannot bring myself to care. My mind is so foggy that no matter how much I want to come back I can’t think, I can’t pray, I can’t even muster up the will to be sorry for all that I’ve done. It’s to the point where Catholic stuff seems to repel me; I was at Mass the other week and I was just sitting through it not really paying attention (because I simply couldn’t) and during the consecration I just had this intense feeling that I needed to get OUT, like I didn’t belong there in the presence of God. I tried to stay but it was unbearable, I had to run away.
(Something similar has happened to me before in Adoration, but I was in a state of grace at the time.)
I truly believe I am going to go to hell and there’s nothing I can do to change that. If after all the graces God has given me, all the chances He’s given me to repent, all the times He has revealed to me His love and majesty, I can still reject Him, what hope do I have of being saved?
I must be disgusting to Him. It amazes me that I can kneel before Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament and not be struck dead. I hear all the time about how much He loves everyone and that we have the chance to repent as long as we’re still alive, but what if I just can’t repent? I don’t know how to be sorry because I just don’t love God. I’m too afraid of Him to love Him.
Besides, I’ve heard Fr Ripperger say something about how God, after a certain amount of mortal sins, cuts people off from the grace to repent and so they will be sent to Hell, and only if people pray for that person does He sometimes give them one last chance. I can’t help but feel like my chance is past. He’s done so much for me, and yet I’ve thrown it all away.
I have a feeling when I die, I’ll be running to Hell just to get away from Him.
I don’t know what happened to me. I used to be so into my faith and I loved God so much, but now I am so numb and apathetic on the inside that I just don’t care anymore. I know my sin offends God and yet I cannot bring myself to care. My mind is so foggy that no matter how much I want to come back I can’t think, I can’t pray, I can’t even muster up the will to be sorry for all that I’ve done. It’s to the point where Catholic stuff seems to repel me; I was at Mass the other week and I was just sitting through it not really paying attention (because I simply couldn’t) and during the consecration I just had this intense feeling that I needed to get OUT, like I didn’t belong there in the presence of God. I tried to stay but it was unbearable, I had to run away.
(Something similar has happened to me before in Adoration, but I was in a state of grace at the time.)
I truly believe I am going to go to hell and there’s nothing I can do to change that. If after all the graces God has given me, all the chances He’s given me to repent, all the times He has revealed to me His love and majesty, I can still reject Him, what hope do I have of being saved?
I must be disgusting to Him. It amazes me that I can kneel before Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament and not be struck dead. I hear all the time about how much He loves everyone and that we have the chance to repent as long as we’re still alive, but what if I just can’t repent? I don’t know how to be sorry because I just don’t love God. I’m too afraid of Him to love Him.
Besides, I’ve heard Fr Ripperger say something about how God, after a certain amount of mortal sins, cuts people off from the grace to repent and so they will be sent to Hell, and only if people pray for that person does He sometimes give them one last chance. I can’t help but feel like my chance is past. He’s done so much for me, and yet I’ve thrown it all away.
I have a feeling when I die, I’ll be running to Hell just to get away from Him.