Yesterday I had a great confession. It wasn’t recounting my sins, asking for absolution and seeking appropriate penance so much as spilling my guts over the many difficulties I am facing and the moral questions they have raised. And unlike talking to a friend or family, the conversation is protected by the seal of the confessional. In a lot of ways, psychology has replaced the Rite of Reconciliation, and instead of receiving moral correction, patients are generally told they’re fine, it’s everyone else who is wrong. Psychiatry pretends that bad behavior can be corrected with pills of dubious effectiveness. A…

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