It took a long time for me to realize that I wasn't special or unique; At least, that many of my thoughts, behaviors, temptations, and failures weren't unique. Additionally, they weren't unique for my age, demographic, religion, or any other category. I already knew that I made far more mistakes than I wanted but somewhere in my late twenties I started to realize that regardless of appearances, social media posts, and testimonies that everyone else was struggling with failures as well. People do an excellent job wearing their masks and appearing put together. Ultimately though, everyone is constantly at war with the person they appear and the struggles they face in reality. Whether or not others use it, repentance is a blessing to me. It helps me strive to be better and receive strength to try again after my failures crush my hope. Growing up it seemed a rare occasion when someone would admit they had repented. We were taught in church to do it, but all of the examples see...