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LilyOfTheFather
Guest
I went to confession yesterday and was disconcerted from the very start. The priest did not do the Sign of the Cross at the beginning, did not ask for the Act of Contrition at the end, and throughout the whole thing affected a sort of overly-compassionate “therapist” tone. I asked him to bless a medal and some salt afterward, and when I came round the screen, he looked at me as though I were asking him to bless a dead raccoon and asked me if I was sure that there weren’t any problems in my life that needed fixing. It was on the whole rather disconcerting. I don’t know how else to describe it save that he was speaking as one might to an obvious lunatic. I came away from confession feeling extremely disconcerted and quite depressed about the whole thing. I don’t want to go to confession ever again now… it sort of feels like the sanctity of the sacrament was violated. Am I being absurd, childish, or selfish or are my feelings legitimate?