No, that was the porcelain convenience...that was when you were having so much fun sinning and thinking that weekly confession would absolve you......it wouldn't....and didn't
It was a porcelain graven image, like the golden calf. You call it what you like. That's on you. You are right about going to confession to a priest. It didn't absolve anyone of anything, especially most of my catholic school classmates, who were worse sinners than me. It looked to me like some of them were real reprobates, and possibly still are. So, being as a priest was powerless to do anything for me, I got help navigating through all the false doctrines I encountered, and now I know the truth. You may not like it. Once again, that's on you. Our views on the truth are obviously light years apart. So be it. See you at the pearly gates, where I know I will be welcomed by those good Catholics that wrote the Old Testament, like Moses, David, Jeremiah. Thank God they were good Catholics. Not.