I love being Catholic. To me, being Catholic is the greatest gift of my life—it’s sort of like being adopted by a wealthy family, and being welcomed into an opulent mansion and told it’s your new home. And one of my favorite rooms in that home is the confessional. You heard me right. I love confession, too. It’s mercy in a box—and it’s mind-bogglingly, head-spinningly, endorphin-pumpingly, splendiferously cool.