Well you know that old saying where it's not what people call you, it's what you answer to? It's kinda like that for me. I'm not going to get all bent out of shape about those things I don't really understand to begin with, but then again, I am Catholic and sometimes what I read is hurtful just because there's so many things misunderstood. But to explain? I'm not that smart. And it's probably the loneliest place in the world realizing you're the only one in the room standing up for something. Especially when a lot of friends keep their seats.
To be honest Duchess, I don't think confessing yourself to other people is as therapeutic as it's cracked up to be. I'm more comfortable knowing the victory over self and the forgiveness and rectification of my imperfection that I received by Divine Grace. It's always easier for a man to confess his old sins than his present ones, but I relish the daily struggle. You KNOW what perfection looks like because you were made in His Image but you can never attain it, and so you guilt and struggle, and wring your hands and cry aloud and wish a fleshly body was near to hear your pleas, your confession! We're at this strange age when we realize that indeed the earth revolves about the sun and not us; that the higher thoughts filter in and we convict ourself and our selfishness.
The other day there was this thread - something about what the good things about singleness or marriage were. I came away thinking marriage trumped because it gives both man and wife more to think about than their self. Suddenly a wife or a husband or a child enters the picture, the human you would give your very life for. That is GROWTH, I think, only it's achievable by the saved and achievable by the convicted. So my rambling thoughts are suggesting that your self analysis is growth Duchess; your conviction is evolution.