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NobleMaiden
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My head is a mess. The smallest deed will play in my mind over and over. I had trouble sleeping last night, constantly being woken up by feeling myself slip away from God, a voice or image in my mind, etc… At one point I awoke in total despair, only to tell God I trust in His mercy and goodness and fall back asleep. I could only fall asleep for good by saying an act of contrition, “In Jesus’ name, I rebuke you” a few times, and consulting Mary. Several times a day, I suspect I may have committed a mortal sin or perform an action while suspecting it might be, deciding that I’m not sure regardless and going for it only to freak out again knowing there was a slight suspicion (Romans 14:14), and a certain source said there could be doubts and pangs of regret during the act of a mortal sin. Plus, in terms of near-occasions of sin, there could be a chain of thoughts and activities that lead to temptation, not just the temptation and the sin - in other words, an activity that leads to a thought that leads to a small urge or inclination towards a particular ‘near-occasion’ (that I’m not exactly sure is near-occasion - maybe I just don’t want to admit it is, but it nonetheless is a persistent and definitive conviction for me). It is fine if I have to give up basically everything that entertains or informs me because it could lead to sin, even though I wouldn’t be enthusiastic, but it isn’t exactly pleasant to give up everything when my mind keeps making up rules and I sense little to no direction in this particular matter as I strive to avoid sin (here, I think I am just spiritually lazy and unwilling to commit myself to a life of strict prayer and union with God). I don’t want this to ruin my relationship with God, seeing as I’ve been angry, fearful, loving God less (though I love His truth and retain the desire to spread it around - I refuse to leave Him, and acknowledge that is by His grace I can feel and think these things), viewing Him as unjust against my personal will, rejoicing less, etc… I just don’t know when to stop, where to draw the limit. I have a history of mental issues including schizophrenia and anxiety disorders, yet don’t know how severe they truly are or whether I’m just excusing and feeling sorry for myself (I will say my family was never especially sympathetic, which may have had a hand, though I don’t want to excuse myself again). I have no access to a therapist as of current due to personal circumstances (AKA I am pretty much illegal in my country, incapable of taking care of myself due to mental health and phobias, currently on the verge of being deported), let alone likely a Catholic one seeing as it isn’t even a Christian country. I wasn’t baptised despite being born in Europe (I’m a mutt) to a Catholic family since my parents weren’t very religious. It’s preposterous to assume God will not have mercy on me in all of my affliction, I know, which is why I seek advice online. Plus, I don’t know how much I deserve compassion. I could easily be excusing what is spiritual laziness.