There are times in life when the world feels like it is closing in on you, the sins you carry on your back weigh you down. You feel as though you were the worst person alive, entrapped in a soul inclined sin. You’ve committed so many sins that your repentance feels hollow, hypocritical even, and so you refrain from repenting anymore; thinking you’ve done too much. You’ve crossed the limits. There is no more hope. It’s a dead end.