

I love this book. I read it every year. Leo Tolstoy‘s Confession is a deeply personal account of his battle with depression and search for meaning. He describes feeling lost, overwhelmed by doubt, and consumed by despair, even contemplating suicide. Yet, through his struggle, he eventually finds hope in a simple, faith-filled life. While I‘m agnostic I am envious of people of faith. People who have true inner peace. I can‘t imagine the feeling.