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Treybor
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Alright, let’s get down to business. I am scrupulous, I have ocd, and it is paralyzing me. My ocd has affected nearly all aspects of my life, most recently my religious life (again). I believe that if I do something wrong, even if it’s not, I am a failure. I have to replay the event over, and over, and over, and over again until I’m satisfied (which never happens). The only way an obsession breaks is if a new one takes it’s place. Consequently this has put me under much duress lately. I am currently under the impression that the last confession I had was not valid because I did not explain a sin adequately and lied because I was trying to explain the sin to the confessor in a way he would understand, and may have misstated the truth (I was sort of unsure on it), which is difficult sometimes.
Now for the questions…
Does confessing something one way when the truth is uncertain constitute invalidation?
Even if one is in the state of mortal sin, does God punish us here on Earth with anxiety, pain, and suffering?
I already answered these things in my head, I know the answers, but there is a part of me in my head that makes me think anything I deduce is wrong because I am an imperfect being. The part of me that thinks that because of my past, sins forgiven or sins unforgiven, deserves uncertainty and despair. Probably what will happen is I will receive answers to this thread, which may make me relax for a brief second, but the eventuality of the pain seems inevitable. It is like my brain has a constant cramp, that cramp being the forced recollection of past uncertainties.
I don’t really know who to trust here on the forums. There are people who sound like they know what they are talking about, but have false answers. I find the majority of threads I come across contain replies from scrupulous people giving advice (which I find unhealthy to everyone involved). I hate to cast blame for what happened to me (nobodies fault), but it was CAF that provided the ignition source of my religious doubt (it was only chance that CAF was the first online source that I found). I wish I could have just avoided this mess all together and trusted in my copy of the Catechism and the knowledge given to me from my elementary Catholic school and CCD.
Going to CAF was just a scapegoat to my other obsession (which was sinful). I am joyed that CAF helped put an end to it; however, it ended up becoming a double-edged blade. I want to end this myself, but I can’t seem to. I let my parents know what is happening to me because they noticed how much stress I was under. They tell me to not worry about going to confession so often, but of course I can’t trust them because they are “not perfect” in knowledge. I have tried to go and have a private confession with my priest but he is too busy to ever answer my calls. This means I am forced to wait week after week for the next confession, worrying about my sins, and wondering if I really need to go. When I do go to confession, I have mentioned that I think I am scrupulous, but my plea goes unanswered.
Essentially the stress of the whole situation never ends because I can’t reason with myself anymore. The counter-argument is always, “Well what if you are wrong?” and the punishment of Hell. I know normally one who is scrupulous should not worry about the “what ifs”, but when I think I am unsure, I try to say that I am unsure and it is ok, but the other side thinks I am just rationalizing a mortal sin.
I honestly don’t know what I’m asking here. Kind of just vomiting out all of my pain in a desperate attempt to get it out of my mind. I thank you for the patience necessary to read through this entire post.
Now for the questions…
Does confessing something one way when the truth is uncertain constitute invalidation?
Even if one is in the state of mortal sin, does God punish us here on Earth with anxiety, pain, and suffering?
I already answered these things in my head, I know the answers, but there is a part of me in my head that makes me think anything I deduce is wrong because I am an imperfect being. The part of me that thinks that because of my past, sins forgiven or sins unforgiven, deserves uncertainty and despair. Probably what will happen is I will receive answers to this thread, which may make me relax for a brief second, but the eventuality of the pain seems inevitable. It is like my brain has a constant cramp, that cramp being the forced recollection of past uncertainties.
I don’t really know who to trust here on the forums. There are people who sound like they know what they are talking about, but have false answers. I find the majority of threads I come across contain replies from scrupulous people giving advice (which I find unhealthy to everyone involved). I hate to cast blame for what happened to me (nobodies fault), but it was CAF that provided the ignition source of my religious doubt (it was only chance that CAF was the first online source that I found). I wish I could have just avoided this mess all together and trusted in my copy of the Catechism and the knowledge given to me from my elementary Catholic school and CCD.
Going to CAF was just a scapegoat to my other obsession (which was sinful). I am joyed that CAF helped put an end to it; however, it ended up becoming a double-edged blade. I want to end this myself, but I can’t seem to. I let my parents know what is happening to me because they noticed how much stress I was under. They tell me to not worry about going to confession so often, but of course I can’t trust them because they are “not perfect” in knowledge. I have tried to go and have a private confession with my priest but he is too busy to ever answer my calls. This means I am forced to wait week after week for the next confession, worrying about my sins, and wondering if I really need to go. When I do go to confession, I have mentioned that I think I am scrupulous, but my plea goes unanswered.
Essentially the stress of the whole situation never ends because I can’t reason with myself anymore. The counter-argument is always, “Well what if you are wrong?” and the punishment of Hell. I know normally one who is scrupulous should not worry about the “what ifs”, but when I think I am unsure, I try to say that I am unsure and it is ok, but the other side thinks I am just rationalizing a mortal sin.
I honestly don’t know what I’m asking here. Kind of just vomiting out all of my pain in a desperate attempt to get it out of my mind. I thank you for the patience necessary to read through this entire post.