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SirJack
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Hi guys. I’m Jack. I was raised Catholic. I have worked for the Church here and there, and I’m almost finished a theology degree. I have a question and I was hoping you may help me.
All through my teens - and most of my twenties - I went to Mass regularly. Often I would try to go daily. (I toyed with the idea of a vocation, but God had other plans.) I haven’t been regularly for over two years.
In the past two years I have had two major discoveries. The first is that I finally realised that I was a homosexual - something I had denied since I was an adolescent. And the second was a diagnosis that I have bipolar disorder.
In my madness I have seen many things that are not real. Some of these things were once quite helpful in my faith. I could trust in God because I had seen his hand at work in my life - and then, with the right medication, it dawns on me that those experiences were hallucinations and delusions.
Consequently I feel quite broken. I have approached priests and others whose advice I trust, but they just offer platitudes and reassure me that chastity is the goal. (The thing is, chastity isn’t the problem.)
I wonder that if God has a plan for us all, what could that mean for me? It seems that for the rest of my life I will never experience the comfort of the faith I once had. I am bound not to enter a homosexual relationship (which more than anything else would simply devastate my family), so I will not enjoy intimacy and love. My own mind serves to undermine itself, and there are days when I am simply not there. I cannot provide a witness to others because my pains are hidden and my faith is shallow.
I can be reassured with quotes from the Bible, or anecdotes from the saints, but my problems remain. And laying underneath it all is my personal question: why would God permit me to be so broken and yet not allow for my healing?
My problems will not go away. They can be hidden, but they cannot be fixed with medicine. And miracles are in rare supply, so I don’t think its appropriate that I pray for God to make me straight and sane.
Anyway, I figured that you kind souls might be able to help somehow. I hope you can.
Thanks,
Jack
All through my teens - and most of my twenties - I went to Mass regularly. Often I would try to go daily. (I toyed with the idea of a vocation, but God had other plans.) I haven’t been regularly for over two years.
In the past two years I have had two major discoveries. The first is that I finally realised that I was a homosexual - something I had denied since I was an adolescent. And the second was a diagnosis that I have bipolar disorder.
In my madness I have seen many things that are not real. Some of these things were once quite helpful in my faith. I could trust in God because I had seen his hand at work in my life - and then, with the right medication, it dawns on me that those experiences were hallucinations and delusions.
Consequently I feel quite broken. I have approached priests and others whose advice I trust, but they just offer platitudes and reassure me that chastity is the goal. (The thing is, chastity isn’t the problem.)
I wonder that if God has a plan for us all, what could that mean for me? It seems that for the rest of my life I will never experience the comfort of the faith I once had. I am bound not to enter a homosexual relationship (which more than anything else would simply devastate my family), so I will not enjoy intimacy and love. My own mind serves to undermine itself, and there are days when I am simply not there. I cannot provide a witness to others because my pains are hidden and my faith is shallow.
I can be reassured with quotes from the Bible, or anecdotes from the saints, but my problems remain. And laying underneath it all is my personal question: why would God permit me to be so broken and yet not allow for my healing?
My problems will not go away. They can be hidden, but they cannot be fixed with medicine. And miracles are in rare supply, so I don’t think its appropriate that I pray for God to make me straight and sane.
Anyway, I figured that you kind souls might be able to help somehow. I hope you can.
Thanks,
Jack