Posted by:
RPackham
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Date: June 19, 2016 05:24PM
Darren, you have my sincerest sympathy. I, too, lost a sister to suicide, and the blame all around (I blamed her husband and the church) split the family severely. This was eight years ago. This was my post on RfM in 2008:
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My TBM sister has finally made the break and is free of the Mormon church.
Background: Two years younger than I (I'm the oldest of five), we were both raised by our devout Mormon parents in a small mostly Mormon town in southeast Idaho. She was a talented singer and wanted to become professional. She got a BA in music at BYU and had an opportunity to study under the famous soprano Eileen Farrell, but Dad didn't want her to be so far away from home for so long, and was afraid it would take her away from her destiny to be a good Mormon wife and mother.
So she married her boyfriend from BYU and ultimately raised four good Mormon children, who in turn gave her a bunch of grandchildren and even great-grandchildren. She took seriously her role as a mother, and especially as a grandmother.
Having escaped the strict control of our father, she found she was now controlled by her husband. He was very devoted and affectionate to her, but controlled her every movement - how she should wear her hair, what clothes she should wear, when she should have a nap, whether she should go jogging with him. She could not escape. She commented once, "If only he would just leave me alone for a while!"
She found temporary escape in alcohol and became a secret drinker, supplemented by prescription drugs of various kinds. A couple of suicide attempts got her into therapy. The therapy lasted only a couple of months, until the therapist insisted on having a session with her husband. After that session, he came home and announced that she would not be going back to that therapist, who was obviously a quack: the therapist had suggested that HE might have some problems, when any fool could see that SHE was the alcoholic, not HIM. So no more therapy. The solution was simple: just obey the commandments!
When they retired and moved to Utah, things seemed to improve. She had been fairly successful in AA in California, and in Utah she was close to the temple, got active in Relief Society, and seemed OK. Always very devout, she began going to the temple two or three times a week with a small group of friends. She was recently invited to an interview with the temple president to explore whether she would like to work as a temple ordinance worker a few times a week. She was very excited about that. But her husband felt that it would not be a good idea, since it would "take her away from the home" too much. So that was that.
She was worried last week that God did not love her any more, because she was not "worthy" - she had slipped off the wagon and was nipping again at the brandy.
She finally made her break.
Yesterday she swallowed every pain-killer and aspirin in the house, followed by a pint of brandy. And her heart stopped.
She was 73 years old - 73 years of a life of obedience, unfulfillment, frustration, sadness and no sense of self-worth - the life of a slave, thanks largely to the Mormon culture in which she lived.
The next Mormon that tries to tell me how much good the church does is going to get punched in the mouth.