Crazy as it is even in my own mind ... after probably 27 years, I went to confession -- and for the first time ever, willingly. There has been a lot on my mind and heart. The fact is, if I keep getting reminded of it with a sense of urgency (particularly since it isn't something that I'd question the 'benefit' vs 'negative aspects' of), I know I had best obey. I have another item on my mind that I need to address and that is with regard to getting a few things blessed. Of course, it is an odd ask that I could see a Catholic church rejecting since I am not a member of their community and they do not know my intentions.

Regardless, I went, I am happy I did.