"Why don’t you start from the beginning, my child," the priest's voice echoes within the confessional as you sit, feeling uneasy, unsure of how to confess your burden. Your hands tremble with sweat, and you avert your gaze, catching a glimpse of the silhouette of his head, his distinct features - the slicked-back hair and strong facial structure. Taking a deep breath, you summon the courage to speak your truth.