I first learned about masturbation when I turned eleven, from my bishop, who happened to be my dad. He had a private talk with me in my bedroom one evening and in a very delicate way, he told me that some people massage their own privates for pleasure. After explaining what it was, he warned…
My name is Joanna C. and I am ready to go fully public about the lifetime of abuses through the mainstream Mormon Church and the fundamentalist sects of the church have perpetuated against not only me, but several key others. What was done to us by the church was monstrous and atrocious, and was always…
When I was 17 years old I was sitting in Young Women class. I got pulled out of the class without my moms knowledge to talk to the bishop behind closed doors. At first the bishop was nice he asked me how I was doing. When he asked me if I wanted to attend the…
I had a great childhood with really supportive, loving parents and kind church leaders. I also struggled silently with the shame and guilt that came from worthiness interviews. Up to this day I’ve struggled immensely with a variety of things that came from talking about my own private sexual development. I started masturbating at around…
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I grew up in an abusive household where I was regularly subject to physical, emotional and mental abuse. One day when I was 12, I was experimenting with myself not knowing what I was doing was bad and my parents walked in. My parents then sent me to the bishop, unfortunately the first of nearly…
When I was 15, one of my brothers friends forced me to touch them and do things that I never would have dreamed to do. I tried to run away but he grabbed me and forced me into his car. When I got home that night I covered my body with bleach because I felt…
I was sexually abused every week by my teenage brother from the age of 4 until 8. The week after my baptism I finally got the nerve to tell him no, and he stopped. I don’t remember struggling with the abuse until I started young women’s. I sat and listened to young women leaders tell…
When learning about this campaign and the way that so many people have been treated, I can’t help but think how lucky I am. I didn’t grow up in Utah, I grew up smack dab in the middle of Illinois, and there really wasn’t many other Mormons where I grew up. I also think how…
Nearly twenty years ago, a bishop that had been an explorer adviser in a ward I grew up in, had told my parents that I was not good enough and had been giving me and them positive motivation books that he thought I needed to have. This man had always “put me down” in front…