Anxiety

As a kid I had problems with anxiety.  My worst moments were in the fifth grade.  I was so afraid to go into this teachers room because I hated to hear him yell at my fellow students, which he always seemed to do. The anxiety literally made me sick to the point where I went home a few times.
Over the years I have learned to control my anxiety and basically stop worrying about a lot of things that I used to.  I think the moment a person realizes they don't have a whole lot of control over things anyways, why worry about those things so much?  Those understandings have helped me a lot.
This past week was a rough week for me and for the first time in a long time I felt some anxiety.  This I take as good and bad.  My anxiety was over being able to go to confession.  I went so far as to check all the churches in town, then re-check, and then check again the church I was planning on going to.  So that's the good part I guess... confession/reconciliation is an amazing Sacrament that I have only in the past few years really begun to understand my true need for.
The bad is that I even needed to go to confession so desperately.  It frustrates me how easily I fall into temptation and how many times I don't think I fight against it as hard as I could or should.

At the end of the day though, and as the priest reminded me in the confessional, I am good.
God loves me more then I can imagine and if you haven't experienced the feeling of leaving the confessional and feeling the weight of your sins being lifted off of you, I highly recommend it.

Peace all