These are personal accounts of the negative consequences that inappropriate interviews have had on people.

#985 Name Hidden. CS: 1,2,3,4,7,8,9

I remember being called in for an interview with the bishop when I was about fourteen. He said it was an interview to lead the Teachers’ Quorum. He got to the question of the law of chastity and asked if I was keeping it. “Yes.” “Do you masturbate?” He asked the question as he stared…

#984 Name Hidden. CS: 1,2,3,4,7,9

I grew up in a strict LDS family in Las Vegas. The inappropriate interviews began at age 12 when I started young women’s. Age 12, Bishop asks me if I kept the law of chastity. I say yes. He then proceeds to ask me about masturbation and if I knew it was a sin. I…

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

I was 16 when I had pre-marital sex with my then high school girlfriend. In hindsight, we were kids with raging hormones and we both felt horrible about our actions. We both went to speak to my home-ward bishop about our mutual sin. We were upfront, honest, self-loathing and willing to do whatever it took…

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

I didn’t even know what masturbation was until I had an interview with my bishop at age 12. From that interview I was told that it was really bad, and that any type of sexual relation was bad prior to marriage. Well, when you get married, a switch doesn’t suddenly change so that everything that…

#978 Name Hidden. CS: 1,2,4,8

I only ever knew about pornography and masturbation from the church deacons quorum meetings. Our teachers lectured us young (12) on how we shouldn’t lust and masturbate and do all these other things.  I now realize how inappropriate that was. I have feelings for men and I tried to hide it and would cry myself…

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

From the time I was a very young girl, I was being sexually abused by multiple members of my family. As is common for children in this situation, I was convinced that it was all my fault, the result of some error or fundamental flaw on my part. The shame was overwhelming, and so I…