Catholic Ptsd

At war with my soul for years since I was a an innocent child. Born with original sin, never had a chance with a stacked deck. Seven deadly sins my enemy. After puberty under constant barrage of heavy artillery. Pleasure can't breach ramparts! Maps useless, terrain unrecognized, Holy water torrents destroy minds, drive men insane with guilt. We crawl to confession seeking a place in line to heaven. All we see is the horror of this war waged against us in our innocence. We can never forgive ourselves.