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reaganclare
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Lately, I have had the worst anxiety and obsessive thoughts. It’s getting so I can’t sleep or function at all. I’m dating and recently engaged to the love of my life. However, after he proposed and I said yes, with no reservations, that night, I was hit with the worst anxiety ever.
I suddenly got hit with the thought that I may not be doing God’s will and that I’d be forced to enter religious life. It gets horrible. I feel like I can’t love my fiance properly because everytime I do, I get hit with the thought “God’s just gonna force you to be a nun/sister, so why bother?”
I grew up with a ton of pressure to be a nun. It gave me the worst guilt and anxiety. If God forced me somehow, I would obey him, but I wouldn’t be happy. The strain would be very hard for me. I went to convents and retreats growing up and just felt horrible in each one. In fact, I prayed to meet my fiance the last time I was at one and I met him less than a week later.
I think I have several impediments to becoming a nun as well as my general unenthusiam. I have very severe PCOS which requires a diet of meat and vegetables, no matter the day, or I get severely iron depleted. I have to stay in bed some days of the month because the pain won’t let me stand. I desperately want children and I almost cry when I see a mama with her baby or a pregnant woman because I desire it so much. I don’t think most people know how lucky they are to have a life inside them when it’s my greatest desire. This anxiety makes me feel guilty.
My fiance is a perfect saint and tries to speak reason to me and reassures me. I want to be his wife and raise his children more than anything else. I want to take him and our children to heaven with me.
Is what I’m feeling normal? I was told a couple times by different clergy and religious that they thought I should get married and I never was even that attracted to any of the many religious orders I visited. I also feel like my mom is trying to force my fiance out of the picture and have me become a Dominican instead.
She told me at one point “Well, even if your vocation is marriage, convents are easier and you will get to heaven for sure.” I told her about a disagreement my fiance and I had when we first started dating and her advice was to break up and join a convent for a month because I’d be happier there.
I don’t want to be a nun. I see the beauty in it, but every time I’m in one or around sisters, I just feel weird. Like, I could be a nun, but I’d feel out of place, like I was wearing someone else’s clothes. That and it would destroy me to leave my fiance. Our relationship is perfect. It’s all I ever prayed for and wanted, down to the silliest details.
I suddenly got hit with the thought that I may not be doing God’s will and that I’d be forced to enter religious life. It gets horrible. I feel like I can’t love my fiance properly because everytime I do, I get hit with the thought “God’s just gonna force you to be a nun/sister, so why bother?”
I grew up with a ton of pressure to be a nun. It gave me the worst guilt and anxiety. If God forced me somehow, I would obey him, but I wouldn’t be happy. The strain would be very hard for me. I went to convents and retreats growing up and just felt horrible in each one. In fact, I prayed to meet my fiance the last time I was at one and I met him less than a week later.
I think I have several impediments to becoming a nun as well as my general unenthusiam. I have very severe PCOS which requires a diet of meat and vegetables, no matter the day, or I get severely iron depleted. I have to stay in bed some days of the month because the pain won’t let me stand. I desperately want children and I almost cry when I see a mama with her baby or a pregnant woman because I desire it so much. I don’t think most people know how lucky they are to have a life inside them when it’s my greatest desire. This anxiety makes me feel guilty.
My fiance is a perfect saint and tries to speak reason to me and reassures me. I want to be his wife and raise his children more than anything else. I want to take him and our children to heaven with me.
Is what I’m feeling normal? I was told a couple times by different clergy and religious that they thought I should get married and I never was even that attracted to any of the many religious orders I visited. I also feel like my mom is trying to force my fiance out of the picture and have me become a Dominican instead.
She told me at one point “Well, even if your vocation is marriage, convents are easier and you will get to heaven for sure.” I told her about a disagreement my fiance and I had when we first started dating and her advice was to break up and join a convent for a month because I’d be happier there.
I don’t want to be a nun. I see the beauty in it, but every time I’m in one or around sisters, I just feel weird. Like, I could be a nun, but I’d feel out of place, like I was wearing someone else’s clothes. That and it would destroy me to leave my fiance. Our relationship is perfect. It’s all I ever prayed for and wanted, down to the silliest details.