When you are dealing with guilt about the past, the last thing you want to do is confess everything. I still remember having to confess sins to a priest and feeling embarrassed to look at him in the eye. Most priests probably never remember the sins that have been confessed to them, but I was certain that they remembered all of my sins. I knew that the only way that I could continue to attend mass was to sit in the back pew, so every Sunday that I attended mass, I took my place in the far right corner of the back pew. Eventually, I stopped confessing sins. Tonight I realized how riddled I had become with guilt and fear because I avoided that simple act of confession.
So I got down on one knee, asked the Lord God Almighty to betrothe me to him, and confessed everything I had ever done from childhood until now. I wanted him to know the real me, with all of my faults, confident that he would never betray my trust in him, and that he would never ever remember a single thing I said. I had surrendered all to him. I hope that you also can have sufficient trust in him to surrender all, knowing that he still will love you regardless of where you came from and what you have done. I hope you can feel the peace that I now feel.