
Taking time to admit to harder truths can free you from their grip on your world and life… learn to LET GO…
Writing here, 100% anonymously, under the safety of hidden spaces and love, can become your route to freedom. Ana Maria only responds with acceptance, this is not a Pen-Pal Service equivalent, which focuses on Self-Inquiry and delving into your depths. This space is to receive forgiveness, acceptance and allowance for your pain and struggles, no matter what they are. Have you committed a terrible sinful act? Have you murdered, stolen sanity, crippled another human being in an accident? Were you a terrible parent and now pay the price with guilt and shame? Have you wished your own parents dead? How dark are your darkest parts, and can you offer them into the light for resolution? That is all this space is for.
Always count on your own forgiveness, never another’s, and know Ana Maria is only here to reflect back to you what you deserve to give yourself. You will receive a single response to your confession submission. Should you wish to confess again, please return here to this form…
A statement of hindsight from Ana Maria Santuario:
‘Letting go…‘ I could have called this practice, ‘Letting go…‘ Alas, I did not think of it at the time. I do not intend to step on the toes of The Catholic Church, and I do apologise if I did. In truth, I would still change the page title to avoid such a clash of perspective, but there are links to this page embedded all over the website and social media now, so I cannot, otherwise the digital space will no longer function effectively for visitors. For my lack of foresight, I am sorry. However, might I ask that you please welcome this page as a way of me showing that I value the practice of handing your pain and inwards torments over into a very safe space. I will not abuse this position of ‘holding’ another’s suffering, I promise you all this. My mother is a Christian, although born a Catholic, and my Northern Irish born Grandparents, Great-Grandparents, Great-Great-grandparents, etc, practiced confession. I learned the value of this sacred practice from my ancestors. It is a way of bringing my story forward as a descendant of Catholicism, I hope you appreciate this reviewed position today. Thank you.
Please breathe into any discomfort you might feel as a result of exposing yourself, and remember, Ana cannot share your stories, precious, sacred and exposing as they very well may be. If you need help to self-regulate, turn to the Self-Help Library, where there are evermore tools for you to help yourself through whatever you might be experiencing as you seek peace within – there’s always ‘stuff’ in the way, standing between you and the peace you seek; One Step At A Time, was written for Ana’s sister during recovery, and perfectly encapsulates the essence of this journey within yourself.
For those of you looking to dig a little deeper and find resolution through self-inquiry, please refer to Ana Maria’s Pen Pal Service, or simply Ask A Question. Otherwise, feel free to confess to any and everything, knowing that you can forever feel safe in your anonymity.
Disclaimer: When the ‘option ‘to share’ is selected, 50 years after each confession they become available to add to an anonymous collection that will be published in print, ebook and audio format. This product will be serving the world by way of revealing the real nature and essence of humanity. Shame and embarrassment have caged us, a once wild species, now tamed by conditioning and conformity… and for this humanity, these hidden parts of ‘self’ need revealing, for the greater good of all, which includes those yet to be born. This world is in need of real truths, openness, and forgiveness, and when humans admit to their darkness it frees up a space for others to do the same, and perhaps find compassion for their stories when they do. When others step into the light and reveal their truth, it creates space for others to do the same. However, should you wish to opt out of this, as is your right, ensure to click on the box, ‘Never publish my confession.’
*All royalties will go to The Ana Maria Foundation, which I hope to keep running in such a way, so that my heart and soul might still serve this world once my body rests within the arms of The Mother, and my soul goes home for a big hug from Dad.

Why confess here today?
Telling stories can release them from mind, body and soul. Keeping yourself contained in your past can cripple any future life, by way of caging it in guilt, shame and an obscene amount of pain. Suffering comes in many forms, not only revealed by tears, but anger, rage and all things hard to bear or tolerate in yourself. Pain is pain, and whether you express your pain by hurting others around you, by self-harming your own body and mind, or with addiction, high-risk behaviours, or perhaps even targeted bullying and abuse, suffering is all I will ever see.
I know the world says things are wrong and right, but where pain is concerned, unless someone very special taught you to heal it safely and with compassionate comprehending of its complex nature, well, chances are you have been doing the best you can with what you’ve got. Suffering can be harder to bear than we care to admit, sometimes avoidance is easier, sometimes projecting it outwards provides mild release, but this can never resolve the crux of the matter. Your core beliefs and internal structures have been bent towards expressing your pain in perpetual cycles, but this cannot ever heal anything, it simple keeps you stuck in a life playing on repeat…
When you type your stories, when you release the shame of this part of yourself, safely, and without condemnation, well, this can become the beginning of something called self-love, acting with love means just one thing – acceptance of reality, which must always include the real you, with all of your pieces, in all your light and dark… love is unconditional in nature, and where conditions exist, there can be no real love. I expect nothing but your confession, I expect no turning yourself into the authorities, should that be the common outcome of your past crimes; I expect not a single change, just you showing up here today is my version of enough… let it be yours too, at least for today!




