These are personal accounts of the negative consequences that inappropriate interviews have had on people.
My first memory of my father abusing me was when I was 3 years old. He molested me in the bathtub. I knew it wasn’t the first time it happened, and it didn’t feel good. He said things to me I’m not quite sure I understood but it was in a rhythmic tone, like a…
* 1960’s-1970’s- (3 to 18 yrs. Old) I was trafficked as a child – sexually abused and tortured by members of Polygamist groups, as well as other perpetrators and pedophiles within the communities of Bluffdale, Riverton, and throughout the Salt Lake Valley. This child trafficking occurred in homes, church buildings, basements, school buildings and other…
I don’t think that I had any bishops that had ill intentions. It never occurred to me that anything that happened could have even been construed as wrong. It was how it was since I had been raised. My bishops were good men, and I feel that they were tactful and understanding. There was only…
I was raised in the church and thought nothing of being called into a room alone with a man. I only realized when I was older that many of the “interviews” I was put through, none of my family members would’ve known where I was. Since the bishop could take me from my classes on…
My wife and I were very TBM several years ago when the bishop, a marriage and family therapist of 20+ years asked him before his baptism interview, with both of us in the room about masturbation and touching himself. A 7 year old! We were both in shock but did not know what to say…
I grew up in a small farming community in Oregon. Fifteen years ago there were (and still are) many LDS members in my home town. I remember being 11 years old and getting ready to leave primary (finally!) I don’t know if this was a stake wide thing or just our ward…but my Bishop held…
I was raised in the church. I was seventh generation Mormon – something often boasted about in our family. We were the picture perfect LDS family. Every Sunday you’d find us planted in our pew 20 minutes before sacrament started so we could listen to the prelude music and “get spiritually readied.” My family was…
When I was around 12 years old my much older sister’s husband molested me and his 9 yr old son. We didn’t tell anyone. A year or so later my brother-in-law told our bishop what he had done. My nephew and I were called in to the bishops office. We were interrogated about every, single,…
I’d been dating a young man in my ward for over a year. We were young, and often found ourselves alone, which over the course of the year lead to some inappropriate behavior (as defined by The Church). We both decided it was time to come clean. However, my father was our bishop so we…
A lot of other people’s stories are a lot more impactful then mine. Truth be told I was one of the lucky ones. My parents never taught me about sex. Being a small embarrassed child I never wanted to have the talk, but soon enough puberty set in, and I began to start masturbating. Truth…