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Church_Mouse_1
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Okay, so I guess you should know a bit about me before I begin asking silly questions. I am 20 years old, 21 in September. I have five amazing siblings and two wonderful parents. I have been home-schooled in a Catholic program nearly my entire life. I have been “dating” since I was 15, interested in men since I was 12, which was also when my innocence was impaired by a family member who didn’t know any better. I was still a virgin, but it didn’t feel like it. By the time I was 14, I felt incomplete without a relationship which is why I started trying to fill the hole as soon as possible. I went through relationship after relationship of being used, lied to, and disrespected. I lost my virginity some where along the way and figured that I could never be “pure” again. Furthermore, the pain I was enduring from being used so much materialized itself in anxiety, depression and self harm. I held onto my relationships as if they were the savior to this suffering and that it was home-life and everything else that caused it. I never dated someone without being extremely serious with them. My shortest relationship was a 2 month rebound. My faith was routine. Church on Sunday, Confession once a year, religion tests, etc. It wasn’t until the guy who I gave my virginity to left me after nine months did I realize that maybe faith wasn’t such a falsehood. My parents and a priest at my parish (who is now a very dear friend) helped me get through the most difficult years of my life following. I swore off dating until I was healed. That lasted about 3 months, during which time something very interesting happened. I had a friend that I had talked to very often because he was always there to talk to, always had my back so to speak, and never judged me. I could tell him anything I wanted and he would keep it safe. He had left for college and I had not heard from him since the beginning of summer. One day, he caught me online. Turns out he just got this idea in his head to contact me again… for an entire week he went online waiting for me to get on (he had no other way of reaching me at that point) and one day I did (I was supposed to be doing my geometry.) Over the next few weeks I told him what happened with me and my ex and basically everything I’m telling you… about what happened when I was 12, my depression and loss of faith. He kept those secrets safe too. We talked a lot after that, for about those three months that I had waited to heal. Before we knew it, a mutual friend had us holding hands and changing our relationship status. But this relationship would be different. I wouldn’t give my heart away so readily, I wouldn’t give my body away so quickly. I would wait long for that because waiting until marriage for me at that time seemed absolutely impossible. He was in college across the state though, so we hardly saw one another. When we did, we were inseparable. I was starting to go to youth group at my parish that my priest-friend set up. I went to Adoration for the first time. I started reconnecting with my faith. Eric encouraged all that, he was so happy for me that I was finding myself again. Then I got trapped into a chastity talk. Jason Evert probably saved my relationship that night. We both committed to live a chaste lifestyle, and there is no easy way to say that we don’t mess up. Actually, if we don’t “screw up” in two weeks, it’s probably a miracle. We struggle with that, but we get back up, he takes me to Confession when I need it, comes with me to mass when he doesn’t have work, prays with me if I ask, gives me amused smiles when I tell him I’ve prayed for him or prayed for his conversion, gets annoyed when I push him though… but he knows it means a lot to me now. It’s been 2 1/2 years… I now go to daily mass (we haven’t messed up in the chastity part since I’ve started going!) and I actually should get some reconciliation some time next week if I can now that I think about it… I also pray the rosary with a very nice elderly woman in the chapel after mass, I carry my rosary with me everywhere, I make the sign of the cross a million times a day as I keep finding more reasons too… basically, what I’m trying to say is I’m in a MUCH MUCH MUCH better place emotionally and spiritually with the encouragment of new friends at my parish and other parishes, my family, and Eric.
(to be continued)
(to be continued)