I was really badly hurt today from my confession. I prepared a list of the sins that I would confess. As I always do, I did my best to search myself inwardly and honestly so I can show my soul to the priest and he can give me words that are fitting for my sins. It is not my habit that I just mention my sins like (just for example) “I lied, I gossiped, I spoke badly against my brother…”
What I normally do is that I mention the environment and the situations of how I sinned, the lack of effort in my part, and the causes that triggered these sins and their continuity. And if there are matters in which I am ignorant of the gravity or dimension of the sin, so I can get help from the priest. In short, I am doing my best to make a good confession to God. Today, a priest told me with sarcasm: “Can you make it quick? This is already a novel; You are reciting a novel.” I was hurt by him. This priest hit me in the way I confess my sins, which is really offensive to me, and there was almost no line of penitents for confession, so there was no reason to hurry.