
Before I had proposed to marry Cathy, I would call her just about every other day. The content of the conversations would usually hit upon the same themes and questions. I would ask, “I didn’t do something to make you angry at me, did I? I’m sorry, I just had this feeling I said or did something wrong. I’m sorry…” She, of course, would assure me that I hadn’t done anything wrong, and although this did quell the welling up of emotions for a moment, later on all the guilt and fear would hit me again. Had I made an ass out of myself? Was I too clingy? Why am I acting this way?
These confessions made out of fear and guilt were unhealthy. In a time of life when I felt happiest and had everything to live for, I felt as if I was slowly going insane. I had just been asked to be the godfather of my best friend’s child, slowly building a romantic relationship with his sister, now my wife, and genuinely had hope for the future. Yet I also was suffering from personal demons I never before encountered. As my family has had a long history of mental illness, I knew I had to seek help. I needed to talk to a psychologist.
After a couple months of sessions and discussion, I was diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I know that what I’m describing doesn’t sound a thing like the “OCD” everyone jokes about – I’m not obsessively neat, or need to have everything a particular way. I don’t wash my hands every five minutes, and have no need to touch every other parking meter or avoid stepping on cracks. No, my obsession is a constant fear and guilt of someone I care about ending our friendship or relationship over an imagined slight. My compulsion – the way in which I dealt with my obsession – was to confess and ask repeatedly for forgiveness.
Treating OCD is approached from two angles - medication and therapy. The medication deals with the chemical in-balances within the brain to help the patient - in this case me - get a grasp of what it feels like to be on an even keel. The therapy helps break the cycle of repetitive behavior and thought processes that lead to that behavior.
While it has been several years since I last was in therapy, some lessons still stick in my mind to this day. One lesson I learned was that there is a substantial difference between healthy confession and unhealthy confession. Healthy confession is never coerced from an outside force and is never the result of unhealthy emotions (shame, panic, hate…). Healthy confession is safe, spiritual, and healing.
What is an example of healthy confession in Western culture? Catholic confessional, while can be healthy in some instances, is coerced under threat of eternal damnation. Confess and you go to heaven, fail to confess and you to go hell. Likewise, confessions of criminal activities to law enforcement officers does not counts as healthy, as it is usually made under pressure. It seems that there are few, if any, healthy means of confession in modern Western culture.
Well, that’s not entirely true. Psychological therapy is a means of confession that is safe and healthy. Beyond that, however, there seems to be very little room for confession in Western culture, except as something to be forced from person who did wrong. After my personal experience with confession, both in an unhealthy context and a healthy context, I think we may be squandering a potent spiritual tool. So my question is, can there be a place for safe healthy confession within the Unitarian Universalist faith? Is it possible for such a thing to have a place within our religion?
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