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Date: June 27, 2013 02:00PM
How can a gay person be Mormon?
Not easily.
I'm very glad that I eventually found the truth about the church, but it took a long time and I hated myself for much of it. I'm pretty sure I'd be dead right now if I hadn't learned the truth, the strain was just too much.
I was born in raised in the church by my very TBM parents. Worse, I was raised much of the time in extremely conservative locations, where I didn't even really know what "gay" meant... Not really.
I knew something was different about me even as a young kid, I prefered teddy bears when my brothers prefered cars and G.I. Joe. But when I started Junior High, I realized that I was far more attracted to boys than girls.
I once tried to tell my mother, late at night just before a temple trip to do baptisms for the dead, when the guilt was driving me crazy, that I liked boys. Just that, a tiny little admission. How I wish she had said something like, "Well, that means you're a homosexual. Things won't be easy for you, but I'm sure you'll find a nice young man that will make you happy." Instead she said, and I remember it clearly, "It's just a phase you're going through, nothing to worry about." Then I think she said something about pray about it and think in the temple about it and everything will be OK. Basically, hopefully it will just go away. I never mentioned it again.
That's when the problems started in full force. I thought, based on conference talks (yes, the dreaded "little factory" talk) that something was horribly wrong with me, that I was influenced by satan and that even part of me was downright evil. But, the church was literally all I knew. I didn't have the internet. No one was really talking gay rights issues at the time and even if they weren't talking about it around me. I had no idea at the time that such a thing could be normal.
I lied my way through bishops interviews, I lied to myself. It was the only way to keep from going insane, though, I guess part of me was.
Eventually, I got married, because that's what I was supposed to do. While I was never told personally, remember I was pretty deep in the closet, but the church was really pushing the whole "marry the gay away" doctrine. Fortunately, the woman I found is my best friend and I do love her and she loves me. Right now, I plan on staying with her. There are a lot of reasons for this. Our relationship isn't perfect, but we are closer than any of my siblings in their relationships. We do make each other happy. She really is a bright spot in my life. But honestly, if I could go back in time, I would change everything.
My life has been filled with pain, lying, depression, cover-up's and all kinds of problems. All because I felt that I had no choice. Until I realized that the church was wrong, my options where as the church taught, a life of illness and loneliness as a sad gay man followed by eternal hell and damnation or a short life of pain pretending to be straight followed by eternal salvation... Which would you choose if you truly believed those were your options?
Since realizing the church is true, I've come to terms with what I've done to myself due to the way I was raised. I know who I am and why I made the decisions that I made. None of it's easy, but at least I can now be honest with myself.
Sometimes I think that gay members of the church today have it both easier and harder. At least they can come out of the closet... But doing so is basically accepting a life of celibacy and being treated as a 2nd class member, never holding a calling other than maybe music director.
So, this is why I now hope for the demise of the church. I know it probably won't happen, the church will always exist in some form or another, but hopefully, at the very least, someday it may have no choice but to accept gay members so that hopefully they won't have to experience what I went through. Though I hope that any gay member today, would use the resources at hand and find out the truth faster than I did.