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Help with forgiveness.
I am a 25 year old Catholic male, who came from a rather scrupulous home.
My parents were cradle Catholics, and my siblings and I were homeschooled for most of our life.
I was an imaginative child with a deep love of fantasy literature. I loved Lewis Carroll, CS Lewis, Tolkien, Lloyd Alexander, etc. My mom and dad tolerated my love of fantasy, but often commented on how they didn’t exactly approve of it. They only approved of the above authors because they were on my mom’s home-school reading list. They showed very little understanding of why we read fantasy, other than, “well it’s recommended reading.” I once told my dad what I read in Greek mythology and he looked at my mom disapprovingly, like “why is he reading that?” to which she replied, “well it’s recommended reading.”
I grew aware of my parents disapproval of my love for fantasy. And subconsciously began to think there was something wrong with me. When I went to high school for the first time, while my other siblings rebelled by drinking, smoking pot, etc, I rebelled by reading Harry Potter. When my parents found out, it was as if I had sold my soul to the devil, and they often let me know “your soul is very dark right now.”
To them, I had quite literally brought Satan into the house, and they had a priest we had never met come over for dinner to explain to me in front of the whole family why Harry Potter was evil. They proceeded to exorcise the house after dinner, from the demons I had brought in.
I was guilty of disobeying, and sorry for it, but of bringing Satan into the house? As an impressionable person, this further fed the thoughts that I was evil, and that my love of fantasy was somehow responsible for this because my mom said “fantasy is how it always starts” with this kind of stuff.
I believe there is evil fantasy, and there is a debate to be had over the problematic content in Harry Potter. But does reading it make you evil?
I recently discerned out of going to seminary. It was not my calling. My parents were not happy about this. They both said the same thing: “We always thought you had a vocation, but the devil started working on you when you were 12.”
I suddenly woke up and realized what kind of manipulation I was under. Not only was I confusing God’s will with my parents will, but for the longest time, I had been allowing them to make me think I was evil when I actually just liked fantasy.
I know now there is nothing wrong with what I love, it is not against nature. Only against what my parents think it means to be a Catholic.
I want to forgive my parents, but the anger I have for this is strong. I recently joined a support group called ACA (Adult Children of Alcoholics) to help move past the hurt of dysfunctional parents and to try to see them as human beings. It’s a daily challenge to not be angry. I want to have a normal relationship with them because they are my family, but it’s hard to visit home without being reminded that I don’t measure up. (This extends well beyond liking fantasy and not joining the priesthood.)
Any and all advice on how to handle this situation would be appreciated.
I am a 25 year old Catholic male, who came from a rather scrupulous home.
My parents were cradle Catholics, and my siblings and I were homeschooled for most of our life.
I was an imaginative child with a deep love of fantasy literature. I loved Lewis Carroll, CS Lewis, Tolkien, Lloyd Alexander, etc. My mom and dad tolerated my love of fantasy, but often commented on how they didn’t exactly approve of it. They only approved of the above authors because they were on my mom’s home-school reading list. They showed very little understanding of why we read fantasy, other than, “well it’s recommended reading.” I once told my dad what I read in Greek mythology and he looked at my mom disapprovingly, like “why is he reading that?” to which she replied, “well it’s recommended reading.”
I grew aware of my parents disapproval of my love for fantasy. And subconsciously began to think there was something wrong with me. When I went to high school for the first time, while my other siblings rebelled by drinking, smoking pot, etc, I rebelled by reading Harry Potter. When my parents found out, it was as if I had sold my soul to the devil, and they often let me know “your soul is very dark right now.”
To them, I had quite literally brought Satan into the house, and they had a priest we had never met come over for dinner to explain to me in front of the whole family why Harry Potter was evil. They proceeded to exorcise the house after dinner, from the demons I had brought in.
I was guilty of disobeying, and sorry for it, but of bringing Satan into the house? As an impressionable person, this further fed the thoughts that I was evil, and that my love of fantasy was somehow responsible for this because my mom said “fantasy is how it always starts” with this kind of stuff.
I believe there is evil fantasy, and there is a debate to be had over the problematic content in Harry Potter. But does reading it make you evil?
I recently discerned out of going to seminary. It was not my calling. My parents were not happy about this. They both said the same thing: “We always thought you had a vocation, but the devil started working on you when you were 12.”
I suddenly woke up and realized what kind of manipulation I was under. Not only was I confusing God’s will with my parents will, but for the longest time, I had been allowing them to make me think I was evil when I actually just liked fantasy.
I know now there is nothing wrong with what I love, it is not against nature. Only against what my parents think it means to be a Catholic.
I want to forgive my parents, but the anger I have for this is strong. I recently joined a support group called ACA (Adult Children of Alcoholics) to help move past the hurt of dysfunctional parents and to try to see them as human beings. It’s a daily challenge to not be angry. I want to have a normal relationship with them because they are my family, but it’s hard to visit home without being reminded that I don’t measure up. (This extends well beyond liking fantasy and not joining the priesthood.)
Any and all advice on how to handle this situation would be appreciated.