of my adult life! can you believe it? the last time I went was in high school, 17 years old.
Anyway, it's the first time I made it kind of meaningful, that is, no more confessing things that I don't feel guilty about and intend to keep repeating.
It wasn't so bad, except that I actually begged off my original penance. The priest replaced it with something else. Okaaayyy. Sorry, not ideal behavior but but! I have plans! (Yes, I know. OBVIOUSLY God has a different one.)
That part mostly zapped the experience for me. But what the hey. At least I went.
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