I was 11 years old when I was sent to live with mormon relatives. Because of my age I had to go through the missionary lessons in order to be baptized. I did not want to be baptized, but it was not an option. I was beaten until I agreed to do what I was…
This is something I posted to reddit a few years ago. I already had guilt and shame, the bishop made it worse. As a child, I was born into a deeply religious and active LDS family. We lived in Salt Lake City, Utah for a while before heading to upstate New York when I was…
I joined the church at 19 (and left at 30). When I was 18, so before I joined the church; I was sexually assaulted (anal rape) by a trusted male member of my family, he was my brother in law. This was very traumatic for me and now 13 years later (I’m now 31), I…
I discovered self-love at age 11. It was sorta an accident, but I really enjoyed it. I knew it must be wrong because my mother caught me once and we had a meeting with the Bishop that lasted an hour. We talked about playing with the special present before Christmas, and that I shouldn’t arise…
Sam, First of all, I just want to tell you how moved I am by what you are doing. I can’t remember when I first stumbled across your cause but I know it was around the time that Harvey hit Houston because I remember thinking about you when I saw the news. I’d like to…
During my developmental years as a teen I often struggled with depression. I was weighed down with guilt and tore myself apart with self-loathing. I was conflicted, frustrated, embarrassed, confused, and suffering. My source of pain was due to my personal sexual sins. These minuscule sins included very infrequently masturbating (never to completion) and sometimes…
When I was seventeen, the stake executive secretary knocked on the door of my Sunday School class during the second hour. He said the Stake President would like to meet with me. Of course, my heart started to race and I began to sweat. I was nervous. The first thing that goes through your mind…
A very close friend told me that after she’d read just a few of these stories, it threw her into weeks of depression. After nearly 50 years she still hadn’t healed from the sexual abuse she suffered as a young teen. She’d never shared her story before; other than with her husband. My heart broke…
I have two stories. When I was preparing to serve a mission, I was asked insanely invasive questions by a well-meaning priesthood leader. I lied out of fear, but was dashed upon the rocks of detail. Asked about bestiality to necking (whatever the heck that is). Later, when choosing to marry my wife and going…
First, I must declare that I have OCD so fear of diseases and contamination has a psychological dimension, not just a religious one. I can’t blame the LDS church for all my problems. I was brought up in the LDS church in Wales by my mother. My father refused to be a member. One day…