I went to see a young(ish) woman who was terminally ill. She felt enormous guilt for having slept with a married man -- once her boyfriend. She said: “I need to forgive myself.” I said to her: “You need to ask God to forgive you.” This conversation repeated itself a few times. I said: “This is not working. It’s not possible to forgive yourself. How much progress have you made?” She said: “None.” OBSERVATION: She listened carefully, but I don't know how she resolved the issue -- if she ever did. She went into rapid decline and died.
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