#519 Danny M. CS: 1,2,4,6,10

Shame, shame and more shame on the LDS brethren. I have seen a great friend’s son commit suicide. The LDS church played a role. Shame on Joe Bishop. Shame on the LDS cover-up. Shame on the Eagle Mountain stake President for siding with the adulterer husband. I am repulsed by my religion.

#518 Name Hidden. CS: 1,2,3,6,7,8

I love the church so much. I really really do. And it is because I love the church so much that I am supporting this cause. The experiences shared in these stories are heart wrenching. Adolescents do not need probing into their sexual lives by older men alone in a closed room. The only question…

#516 Name Hidden. CS: 1,2,3,6,7,8. Other: Not the victim in the typical sense — Trigger — victims, please avoid this.

Trigger warning — I’m being honest and open where I never have before. If you have suffered from abuse, I caution reading this. Feel free to skip to the end where I discuss why I’m sharing my story. I’m male, as a boy I believe I was abused at a young age, but don’t remember…

#509 Name Hidden. CS: 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10. Other: Foundational damage to my testimony of the truthfulness of the Gospel and the LDS Church.

I was sexually abused by family members (aunts and cousins) and babysitters from my earliest memory (as a toddler). One such abusive event actually resulted in my drowning death but I was miraculously and gratefully revived. All of my abusers were “faithful” members of the LDS Church. I have also since learned that the abuse…

#499 Trevor C. CS: 1,2,3,4,6,7,8

Protect LDS Children: My Story, Trevor Cobb, March 25, 2018 Around 1992-1993, when I was a deacon in Olney, Maryland, my mom caught me looking at a Playboy in the bathroom. Since I was 7-8 years old I had been riding my bike with the Mormon neighbor boy, _______, who was four years my senior…

#496 Name Hidden. CS: 1,2,3,6,7,8

My story has roots going back stemming from before I was born but I don’t think it is my place to tell them right now. My personal story mostly begins when I was 9 or 10. After school one day my friend and I were talking about “sex”, I put “sex” in quotes because we…

#495 Name Hidden. CS: 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8

Many years ago during a family trip to San Francisco where we walked across the Golden Gate Bridge, 11-year-old me stopped and peered down into the still, gently swirling water and tried to talk myself out of throwing my body into the soothing void. It seemed such an easy way to release the suffering that…