First time as an 8 year old I went in there and didnt say anything. The priest just gave me the confession blessing anyway. Second time as an 8 year old I confessed to being mean to my brother and disobeying my mom, both of which I did plenty of for my entire childhood.
"Of course, everyone will claim they respect someone who tries to speak the truth, but in reality, this is a rare quality. Most respect those who speak truths they agree with, and their respect for the speaking only extends as far as their realm of personal agreement. It is less common, almost to the point of becoming a saintly virtue, that someone truly respects and loves the truth seeker, even when their conclusions differ wildly."
-walsh
-walsh