Why is that I only feel that God is okay with me when I've done everything right? The minute I do something "wrong", a horrible sense of condemnation rolls over me.
For crying out loud, that's the very premise of Christianity-- we're all screw-ups, and we can't fix or save ourselves.
So what's my deal?
Stupid father figures... screwed me up for life.
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