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ferndawson
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(Disclaimer: not my real name and I think my aunt is a good person and respect that we don’t agree on many things. I’m writing this in my perspective at the time.)
I was baptized and confirmed as a Catholic. My family went to mass on Easter, Christmas, and some Sundays tapering off as I got older. We didn’t eat meat during Lent and generally participated in what some may call culturally Catholic traditions. I have an aunt who was a new type of Christian and she didn’t agree with our family on a lot of important topics. My parents used her as an example, unfortunately, of a crazy religious person. That slowly turned into “this is what religious looks like” and I shied away from claiming a Catholic identity to avoid being in her category. At that point we only went once a year, for Christmas. The year after I was confirmed, I was getting ready for midnight mass on Christmas Eve and was told we weren’t going. My parents and sisters didn’t feel like it. That was the last thread that was allowing me to hang onto the church. Dressed for mass, I sat on my bedroom floor and cried, but they never knew that. I didn’t want them to think I was dumb like my aunt.
Fast forward to today, my parents and one sister have fallen head over heels for the team mentality of politics. They are on the side they see as what is moral (left) and if you’re not on that team, you are a selfish, bad person. Every conversation turns into a rant. There is so much negativity that I just don’t enjoy their company anymore. The awkward, unspoken idea of religion being something to steer away from still hangs in the air. My husband and I moved out of state, then out of the country and we struggle with making sure to visit our families. They say we are selfish for leaving, but when we visit they don’t seem to care. I feel like I can do nothing right. I try to give very neutral responses when heated topics inevitably arise, but it’s getting harder to stay quiet. Someday when we come back to my home state I hope to be a good influence on them and get rid of the raincloud that is always overhead. When I visit home it’s like everyone is sad. There are no traditions and everything is too much effort. All I hear is gossip and rants. My parents and all their siblings feud constantly. I don’t know what to do anymore.
My other sister acts neutral and I suspect holds similar beliefs to me. Other than talking to her about this, which I plan to, I thought I’d come on here and see if anyone else has similar experiences. Mainly I 'm saddened by this perception of me being selfish and undeservedly lucky (I was told this while pregnant and mentioning to my parents that it bothered me that my sister wouldn’t acknowledge the baby… I didn’t get a college degree and she did, yet I’m happy so that’s undeserved). I want them to be happy again. I have good memories from my childhood. These people who have replaced my parents and one sister are held back by their hatred for so much. I also hate hiding who I am from them. I just don’t want to be who they see my aunt as and lose them forever.
I was baptized and confirmed as a Catholic. My family went to mass on Easter, Christmas, and some Sundays tapering off as I got older. We didn’t eat meat during Lent and generally participated in what some may call culturally Catholic traditions. I have an aunt who was a new type of Christian and she didn’t agree with our family on a lot of important topics. My parents used her as an example, unfortunately, of a crazy religious person. That slowly turned into “this is what religious looks like” and I shied away from claiming a Catholic identity to avoid being in her category. At that point we only went once a year, for Christmas. The year after I was confirmed, I was getting ready for midnight mass on Christmas Eve and was told we weren’t going. My parents and sisters didn’t feel like it. That was the last thread that was allowing me to hang onto the church. Dressed for mass, I sat on my bedroom floor and cried, but they never knew that. I didn’t want them to think I was dumb like my aunt.
Fast forward to today, my parents and one sister have fallen head over heels for the team mentality of politics. They are on the side they see as what is moral (left) and if you’re not on that team, you are a selfish, bad person. Every conversation turns into a rant. There is so much negativity that I just don’t enjoy their company anymore. The awkward, unspoken idea of religion being something to steer away from still hangs in the air. My husband and I moved out of state, then out of the country and we struggle with making sure to visit our families. They say we are selfish for leaving, but when we visit they don’t seem to care. I feel like I can do nothing right. I try to give very neutral responses when heated topics inevitably arise, but it’s getting harder to stay quiet. Someday when we come back to my home state I hope to be a good influence on them and get rid of the raincloud that is always overhead. When I visit home it’s like everyone is sad. There are no traditions and everything is too much effort. All I hear is gossip and rants. My parents and all their siblings feud constantly. I don’t know what to do anymore.
My other sister acts neutral and I suspect holds similar beliefs to me. Other than talking to her about this, which I plan to, I thought I’d come on here and see if anyone else has similar experiences. Mainly I 'm saddened by this perception of me being selfish and undeservedly lucky (I was told this while pregnant and mentioning to my parents that it bothered me that my sister wouldn’t acknowledge the baby… I didn’t get a college degree and she did, yet I’m happy so that’s undeserved). I want them to be happy again. I have good memories from my childhood. These people who have replaced my parents and one sister are held back by their hatred for so much. I also hate hiding who I am from them. I just don’t want to be who they see my aunt as and lose them forever.
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