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I was raised an atheist and converted to Catholicism when I got married. Fast forward 15 years, my husband and I were having a rough patch, and I went to church seeking some help. Our parish priest offered to help with marital counseling, and then later on kissed me and propositioned me during confession.
I told my husband and the Diocese about it immediately. It took 6 months, but the priest was finally put on administrative leave and then removed from the parish. The Vicar of Priests at the Diocese apologized to me and had the Diocese pay for me to attend counseling with a professional. He and the Bishop, however, refused to apologize to or acknowledge the suffering that my husband and children had to endure. This was 5 years ago.
I am still afraid of going to church, going into a confessional, seeing a priest on the street, and what could happen to my children if I were to leave them alone with a priest. In retrospect, I should have filed a complaint with the police and sued the Diocese because it seems like all they cared about was me NOT taking legal action. They didn’t and don’t care about the PTSD which I have now, nor the secondary PTSD suffered by my family.
Yes, I get that I wasn’t raped. But, when I was 18 and a trusted teacher took advantage of me, I blamed myself. The priest was the first person to whom I told the full truth, and evidently, he saw that as an opening for his solicitation. I blamed myself, again, for a long time.
I understand that priests are human and sin, and it appears that he has been placed on “Prayers and Penance,” ergo he can only work within the Diocesan offices and no longer in a parish. But my family and I have lost our faith, and no amount of prayer is bringing that back. After 5 years, we are no closer to ever going back to organized religion. I remain morally wounded, and I feel doubly stupid for ever believing in God or that I could trust being alone with a man in a position of authority again. I should have been safe in church, but because I am “too smart, pretty, and nice” (his words) somehow I brought this on myself.
My sister’s answer is that men are pigs. I guess that I could just lump this priest in with wolves in sheep’s clothing. But it hurts that the Diocese doesn’t care about my family, hasn’t reached out to them, and still feels obligated to pay for the room, board, and pension of a priest who, by his own admission, is a “bad man.” I guess it’s along the lines of the lessons that Jesus was more loving towards those who had sinned and come back than those who had followed him faithfully without wavering.
Grown women are not protected by any policies in the Catholic church. All of those statements about “vulnerable adults” per the Victims Coordinator at my Diocese only apply to adults with developmental disabilities. This is a real issue which the Victims Coordinator acknowledged was completely inappropriate, but she said that as women, we have no say in it. All she can do is to continue to remind the powers that be that this priest should never be put back into parish circulation. And if she leaves the position, will she make sure that her successor knows to keep that up?
I told my husband and the Diocese about it immediately. It took 6 months, but the priest was finally put on administrative leave and then removed from the parish. The Vicar of Priests at the Diocese apologized to me and had the Diocese pay for me to attend counseling with a professional. He and the Bishop, however, refused to apologize to or acknowledge the suffering that my husband and children had to endure. This was 5 years ago.
I am still afraid of going to church, going into a confessional, seeing a priest on the street, and what could happen to my children if I were to leave them alone with a priest. In retrospect, I should have filed a complaint with the police and sued the Diocese because it seems like all they cared about was me NOT taking legal action. They didn’t and don’t care about the PTSD which I have now, nor the secondary PTSD suffered by my family.
Yes, I get that I wasn’t raped. But, when I was 18 and a trusted teacher took advantage of me, I blamed myself. The priest was the first person to whom I told the full truth, and evidently, he saw that as an opening for his solicitation. I blamed myself, again, for a long time.
I understand that priests are human and sin, and it appears that he has been placed on “Prayers and Penance,” ergo he can only work within the Diocesan offices and no longer in a parish. But my family and I have lost our faith, and no amount of prayer is bringing that back. After 5 years, we are no closer to ever going back to organized religion. I remain morally wounded, and I feel doubly stupid for ever believing in God or that I could trust being alone with a man in a position of authority again. I should have been safe in church, but because I am “too smart, pretty, and nice” (his words) somehow I brought this on myself.
My sister’s answer is that men are pigs. I guess that I could just lump this priest in with wolves in sheep’s clothing. But it hurts that the Diocese doesn’t care about my family, hasn’t reached out to them, and still feels obligated to pay for the room, board, and pension of a priest who, by his own admission, is a “bad man.” I guess it’s along the lines of the lessons that Jesus was more loving towards those who had sinned and come back than those who had followed him faithfully without wavering.
Grown women are not protected by any policies in the Catholic church. All of those statements about “vulnerable adults” per the Victims Coordinator at my Diocese only apply to adults with developmental disabilities. This is a real issue which the Victims Coordinator acknowledged was completely inappropriate, but she said that as women, we have no say in it. All she can do is to continue to remind the powers that be that this priest should never be put back into parish circulation. And if she leaves the position, will she make sure that her successor knows to keep that up?