Not according to Sister Mary Catherine. I spent my early years in catholic school. The sisters were quite clear on who would go to heaven and who would spend eternity in damnation and hell. You miss mass, you go to hell. You don’t go to confession, you go to hell. You don’t go to catholic school, you’re a heathen and you go to hell. You masturbate, you go to hell.

When in high school, I would masturbate to the lingerie section in the Sears catalog, over and over again. I wish I had Victoria’s Secret in those days. But I always hoped and prayed for a woman to fill the void.

It took 2 marriages but I finally found my “perfect” mate. The only problem is I like sex more than her. She said it’s OK for me to masturbate to bridge the gap, but I’ve still got to many hang-ups to really enjoy it.

Hot and cold. Hot and cold. The bad news is every time I masturbate I feel a great sexual relief and it feels really good, but at the same time, I feel really guilty for committing sin. Sister Mary Catherine brainwashed me. To this day I still feel like I have to hide when I masturbate and I’m going to go to hell.