Growing up I had issues with masturbation after witnessing sexual abuse in my home. When I felt so guilty and told my mom, she told me to talk to the bishop. I went to the bishop often and had to tell him all the details of what I did, where I did it, etc.
After several bishop interviews I began to feel so guilty that I started hurting myself and contemplating suicide. It wasn’t until I left the church that I finally felt a burden lifted and felt happy. Those bishop interviews made me feel so bad about myself. I hated it because a lot of times the bishop was my friend’s dad. So when I went to the friend’s house to play, all I could think was all the intimate stuff her dad knew about me. So embarrassing. It was never any bishops business to know that stuff about me. I wish I knew better and didn’t tell anything, but I was doing what my mom said to do. I still look back in awe that I ever had to talk to those men about private stuff.