So you know what's really strange about humans?

Most of the unnecessary grudges we hold our against ourselves.

We remember every embarrassing, stupid, mean, or awful thing we've ever done.

We replay these things in our heads.

"That was a long time ago."

"Nobody remembers it but you."

"You already confessed that, my child. Let it go."

And still, we sit there, thinking about how awful we are, when in reality, everybody else on the planet has messed up just as badly as us.

A priest at Lourdes told me, "Stop beating yourself up. You're doing the best you can."

And at first I was like, "How can you say that? I'm not always my best, and neither is anyone else."

But if you're in confession, you are doing the best you can. We are small and weak. We have no means of repairing the damage of our sins on our own, or of repaying God. If we've made amends with people we've hurt and confessed our sins to a priest, then we've literally done the best we could possibly do in that situation.

And we need to stop beating ourselves up for things that are already forgiven.

I'm praying for you!

:)