I was about 15. I was sitting with the Stake President for a recommend to do baptisms for the dead. HE asked me if I had ever had sexual relations. I said no. He asked me if I was masturbating. I said no. I was mortified. He was my dad’s best friend! I could never…
Growing up I wholeheartedly believed the Mormon Church on everything. When I was in 8th grade I masturbated for the first time, I didn’t even know what it was. But I confessed to my father who was bishop at the time and so I didn’t take the sacrament for that week. I highly respected my…
My story is about mental health. The experiences I had as a young woman with depression and anxiety in the church were traumatizing and heartbreaking. There’s a history of mental disorders in my family history, including depression, bipolar, and anxiety. I’ve been going to therapy for a variety of reasons since I was about nine…
I was born into the church, and grew up with most of my family being mormon. When I was 12, I was asked to do a meeting with the bishop to get my temple recommend. I was molested in his office and was told that if I ever told anyone about this that god would…
I’ve been mormon all my life. I was a strong extremely Molly Mormon in a very Mormon family. Until I went and broke the rules by getting a boyfriend at age 15. We dated for a year and a half, things escalated and when they first started to I felt horrible. I went into the…
I have a few stories so I’ll keep them brief. A bit of background, I’m a 21 year old woman from a multi generational Mormon family on my mom’s side and second generation on my dad’s side. I’ve watched the church erode our family and extended family. I left when I was 19 and have…
I first stated masturbation at a young age. It was a secret I kept. I felt awkward about it when other boys talked about it as they learned about sex from their parents and I did not. I didn’t think much of it until I remember seeing a video with my Mormon peers which claimed…
Approximately 11 years ago I was busy with work and school as well as dealing mentally with the loss of my mom to suicide a few years prior. I let my bishop know that I needed a blessing. I told him I was taking Benadryl to sleep a lot through a depression. The bishop at…
This story belongs to my mother. In 1970, in Salem, Utah, C.G. was a naive and innocent 11 year old, happy and willing to babysit the children of her Sunday school teacher. She endured multiple episodes of fondling, kissing, and hypersexualized discussion, on her teacher’s living room floor. THEN, the wife of this vile human…
Even though I was a fatherless Mormon Boy, my Mormon childhood was great all the way up until the dreadful day my testes started to produce semen and that is when my LDS nightmare began. It would happen naturally and I could not stop it from becoming erect. The Church had assigned a convert man…