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starsapphires
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Date: January 28, 2013 01:25AM
Hi, sorry, I'm starsapphires. New member. After a couple months of stalking this forum, :) I thought maybe I could take the first step towards admitting that my feelings are legitimate and just getting some advice.
A bit about me:
I am almost 18 and a senior in high school. Currently I have the "perfect" TBM family, both parents and four siblings. Dad has a stake calling. Mother is my seminary teacher. They like bragging that our families have been Mormon since pioneer times. They are both insanely protective, you could say. Although more like I have no privacy (they monitor and put limits on my phone, read messages, read my emails and forward them to each other, Internet use reports, they constanly raid my desk and journals and read my private writings, basically pick out my clothing to make sure it's modest, etc...)
The way the church treats women have always chafed against my inner feminist, and been frustrated with the fact that no one could answer my questions about polygamy, and all the illogical things about the gospel. I felt insane guilt when I knelt in prayer to ask about the Book of Mormon and felt nothing. I felt guilt about being prevented from spiritually growing and in class simply regurgitating what I had been taught since birth. I felt guilt that I for some reason I couldn't put my finger on disliked all my YW leaders, and thought it was very boring. Mom told me it was my fault I didn't feel anything.
I (deep breath) used to be abused by a family member when I was in middle school. I begged my parents to stop what was going on but they didn't believe me, "families are forever and no mo's would do that kind of thing" etc. My dad was in the bishopric and my younger brother had just been diagnosed with autism. I got yelled at for being a burden and upsetting the home.
Because I wanted something to feel, just some love. I ended up in a relationship freshman year of high school. The guy ended up to be almost emotional abusive (not trying to exaggerate, in face of people with real abuse...) He destroyed me. He admitted later that he enjoyed the power of being able to manipulate my emotions and make me hate myself. So I ended up withdrawing within myself and since then it's so hard to talk about my personal feelings. Even in school. Even in essays.
I ended up with deep depression and anxiety, with a lot of cutting. This upheld until almost exactly a year ago when my AP psychology/English teacher held me after class and the whole story came out, and I began to realize that was has been happening was not my fault, and I've been talking to him ever since. Thanks to him I've been recovering and I haven't made a suicide attempt since. I've also become atheist, with a hint of Buddhism. :)
I tried to tell my parents about my depression and they actually laughed in my face. As a writer, I actually wrote about a ling story about my change to becoming happier. Maybe sometime I can post that story here and you guys if you want to can read it.
But I don't know what to do. I can't stand church. It hurts at an intellectual, spiritual, and personal level. I can't sneak out of Seminary because my mother is teacher and I get yelled at if I don't participate. And I don't relate at all to the youth in my ward. the bishop and his wife the YW's leader are my parents' best friends.
I don't even have school to be able to be free, because my sister also attends there, and there are also two LDS teachers there who are very good friends with my parents. And I have no privacy of my phone or computer, or diary. I have one, but I have to constantly keep it with me to be safe. I'm accessing this now from a school computer. It rather sucks. First world problems.
I have an aunt who is not part of the church and is pretty shunned by the rest of our family, and whenever they visit they try to get her children to pray and such (they actually discuss how to do this when she's not around) and then they get offended when she gets upset.
Anyway, I almost wouldn't mind except that I am about to go off to college. And my parents are exactly the type that might withhold paying for college unless I repent of my ways. Or they would force me to go to BYU.
P.S. I got into the honors program at UT Austin (not the point but I truly am ecstatic) but my family really don't care. It really hurts. I'll talk to my grandparents with stars shining in my eyes about UT and they dismiss me with a "That's nice, honey." and my parents step in with "Tell them your REAL news." I begrudgingly admit I got into BYU Hawaii (my safety school) and only then there's genuine excitement. They didn't talk to me at all about the college process. I did it all on my own. They didn't talk to me about my major. "Obviously" I'm going to a church school to find an "eternal companion".
Then my parents decided that if I go to UT that they are also moving to Austin! It's just so frustrating, but then suddenly I'm the bad guy for not wanting it. :(
My self esteem and my ability to relate to people have slowly been recovering. But every day it's so hard to break from that mindset and to be okay with who I am.
And I don't have anyone to talk to about this Mormon stuff, especially when still recovering from insane cognitive dissonance and all emotional baggage. :( I just thought maybe it would be nice to have a community of people who understood.
Because otherwise, I feel like I'm going insane.
Sorry if this is long/confusing/otherwise inappropriate.... :(