Island Of The True Cross

A guy I really like asked me out a few months ago and we went on a few dates. I've barely even kissed anyone before and he knew that. He talked about me as if I was the best thing that ever happened to him and we even talked about marrige.

I ended up sleeping with him. I feel so guilty. I thought he would still want me but he's pretty much stopped talking to me. It was so stupid. It was so naive. I know better. It was just so nice to be adored and wanted after 20 years being ignored by men. I thought I had finally found someone who loved me.

I need prayer. I cry all the time. I was so dumb. I know better. Worst of all we work together.

I'm sorry I just needed to tell someone. Please pray for me. I'm almost too ashamed to go to confession. I'm scared it will happen again because I'm so lonely.

Anon, I will absolutely 100% pray for you. I promise that whenever you do go to confession, the priest will not judge you or scold you or "cast the first stone." Heck, priests have special prayers they pray after each confession they hear to help them forget what they just heard. I understand my experience isn't universal, but I've never had anything but postive experiences with the priests that have heard my confession. You are clearly repentant. I think you'll find once you find yourself in the confessional, it'll be so much easier than you thought and it'll all come pouring out. The priest will help you sort out your thoughts.

Anon, you are NOT alone. You are NOT the only one who has made a mistake. You are NOT the only person who has made this mistake.

The Devil likes to tell us lies like we've fallen too far or like nobody will understand. But those are lies.

The truth is you're not alone. The truth is God still loves you. I myself was in a similar situation and I was scared to tell my mom. But instead of being shamed. I was comforted.

And as an aside, I am so, so sorry that your first real experience with romance was so heartbreaking. To offer that gift of self, though not in its proper place within marriage, and to then have it be so utterly rejected is so awful and unfair to you. You were and are worth so much more than that. You are chosen and beloved by the Most High God. He cherishes every fiber of your being and He weeps with you in this. I promise you, He wants so much better for you than a man who would use your body and spurn your soul. I pray that the man who hurt you comes to realize how horribly he's treated you and seeks repentance as well.

I will pray for you! Actually, I have never come across anything that says you can’t pray the Rosary while being in a state of mortal sin. This is because when we pray the Rosary the prayer gets our mind focused off of sin and “monkey brain” fast thoughts and slows them down to meditate on the life of Jesus and His mother, Mary. The Rosary is such a powerful prayer and weapon against the devil, that he fears it. He sees your Rosary as a sword in your hand when you pray it. 🗡️ The Rosary prayer is so powerful that it has converted many sinners!!—— My favorite example to share is Blessed Bartolo Longo. Please click the link.

Saint Anastasia of Sirmium 275 - 303 Feast Day: December 25 Patronage: weavers, widows, martyrs, those suffering from poison

The Holy Child of Atocha (Santo Niño de Atocha) 13th century Feast Day: December 25 Patronage: Mexico, children, pilgrims, prisoners, travelers

The devotion to the Holy Infant of Atocha originated in Spain during the Muslim invasion. In Atocha, the Moors kept the Catholic men imprisoned and would only allow children 12 and under to bring them food and drink. After a fervent prayer from families of the town to the Mother of God under the title of Our Lady of Atocha, a child pilgrim miraculously appeared bringing a basket of food and a gourd filled with drink to the prisoners that never emptied. The townspeople realized that it was the Child Jesus. In the church, the shoes of the Infant in the statue of Our Lady of Atocha were worn and dusty. Each time the village women replaced them, they found them worn and dusty again.