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prolifewife
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Okay, so I’m in a mixed marriage (he’s protestant, I’m catholic) and it took place in the catholic church by a catholic priest and all that.
Looking back, I realize that God probably wanted me to wait for a catholic man to marry. But I can’t seem to feel sorry that I married my protestant husband. I’m more sorry for our future children and what this might do to them, but I can’t seemingly feel sorrow for marrying my husband.
I think the reason is I really DO love him. He’s the only guy who’s ever accepted me for me. Mental and physical illnesses included. And still loved me even when he’s seen and gone through the worst of both! I talked to a small handful of catholic guys, about 5 or so, and none of them were ever interested in a long term relationship with me. Most people discover I have these illnesses and just abandon me all together. My husband has been the first person that hasn’t. He’s stuck with me through every stage of my illnesses. ER visits, hospital stays, surgeries, mental health therapy and all that entails (the good, bad, the ugly.)
But since we are supposed to marry Catholics, I can’t get this “sin” out of my mind. I really feel that God doesn’t want this and is mad at me for it. I think he’s mad at me for loving my husband more than doing his will of marrying a catholic.
And, yes, of course, I think my infertility is a sign that all this is truly God and not me.
Looking back, I realize that God probably wanted me to wait for a catholic man to marry. But I can’t seem to feel sorry that I married my protestant husband. I’m more sorry for our future children and what this might do to them, but I can’t seemingly feel sorrow for marrying my husband.
I think the reason is I really DO love him. He’s the only guy who’s ever accepted me for me. Mental and physical illnesses included. And still loved me even when he’s seen and gone through the worst of both! I talked to a small handful of catholic guys, about 5 or so, and none of them were ever interested in a long term relationship with me. Most people discover I have these illnesses and just abandon me all together. My husband has been the first person that hasn’t. He’s stuck with me through every stage of my illnesses. ER visits, hospital stays, surgeries, mental health therapy and all that entails (the good, bad, the ugly.)
But since we are supposed to marry Catholics, I can’t get this “sin” out of my mind. I really feel that God doesn’t want this and is mad at me for it. I think he’s mad at me for loving my husband more than doing his will of marrying a catholic.
And, yes, of course, I think my infertility is a sign that all this is truly God and not me.

