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DobryKatarzyna
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I came out to my agnostic father as a Catholic.
Some of you might remember a thread I posted about keeping my faith a secret and I was afraid that they would abuse me, kick me out, etc.
Well, I finally told my father today. Some months ago, I decided to take time off of school to work and do some other things, but primarily to focus on healing from trauma and mental health issues. I also want to spend serious time on my faith life. My mother and I went to war over my choice to take time off in which she screamed at, lectured, and insulted me in more ways than I can count. She brought up every thing I ever did wrong, every thing I ever did that she thought was disrespectful to her, etc. My mother is the type of person that will remember you looking at her wrong 35 years ago, but will deny that she viciously insulted you 35 seconds ago.
So I talked to my father about it and if you’ve ever been in a situation like that, you know you tend to get a explosive case of verbal diarrhea and spill EVERYTHING out in the open. And somewhere in that endless stream of verbiage, I confessed. I’m Catholic now and that was the major reason I decided to take time off.
Not only is my dad happy with me, but he is proud of me, wants to come to the Easter Vigil, and wants to come to church with me sometime. My father hates religion, doesn’t believe much in God, and now…he wants to come to church with me.
That just made my day. Someone in my family knows my secret. It’s not a secret anymore. I can share the most important part of my life with someone close to me and not feeling like I’m leading a double life.
After that conversation was done, I called everyone I knew and announced it.
I guess it just proves that God will take anything and make good come of it. If I had not had that fight with my mother, I might not have talked to my father and had that conversation.
Wow…
Some of you might remember a thread I posted about keeping my faith a secret and I was afraid that they would abuse me, kick me out, etc.
Well, I finally told my father today. Some months ago, I decided to take time off of school to work and do some other things, but primarily to focus on healing from trauma and mental health issues. I also want to spend serious time on my faith life. My mother and I went to war over my choice to take time off in which she screamed at, lectured, and insulted me in more ways than I can count. She brought up every thing I ever did wrong, every thing I ever did that she thought was disrespectful to her, etc. My mother is the type of person that will remember you looking at her wrong 35 years ago, but will deny that she viciously insulted you 35 seconds ago.
So I talked to my father about it and if you’ve ever been in a situation like that, you know you tend to get a explosive case of verbal diarrhea and spill EVERYTHING out in the open. And somewhere in that endless stream of verbiage, I confessed. I’m Catholic now and that was the major reason I decided to take time off.
Not only is my dad happy with me, but he is proud of me, wants to come to the Easter Vigil, and wants to come to church with me sometime. My father hates religion, doesn’t believe much in God, and now…he wants to come to church with me.
That just made my day. Someone in my family knows my secret. It’s not a secret anymore. I can share the most important part of my life with someone close to me and not feeling like I’m leading a double life.
After that conversation was done, I called everyone I knew and announced it.
I guess it just proves that God will take anything and make good come of it. If I had not had that fight with my mother, I might not have talked to my father and had that conversation.
Wow…
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