I remember when I brought my first “outsider” friend to church. She was wearing rainbows, so I was asked by multiple members if she was my “girlfriend.” If so, then I needed to pray because that was against God’s will. I adamantly stated she was just a friend and that was it.
This went on until I realized I wasn’t going to be let go until I asked God for forgiveness.
I also brought my then “wordly” boyfriend to church youth group. I was called out in front of the group and told I would marry him. After being raised with the manipulation at that place, those words were law to 16-year-old me. Eventually, the youth pastor found out I had slept with my boyfriend and I was told I would absolutely have to marry him.
We did get married because that’s what I was told I was supposed to do despite him being emotionally, physically, and verbally abusive. After one month of marriage and my son being born, I was told to my face that I was a bad example and advised I needed to stay away from anyone who was younger than me because “you’re giving them bad ideas and examples.”
I tried to talk to the youth pastor about the abuse I was going through. They said, “You’re not a youth anymore; you need to talk to a different pastor.” I was then told, “maybe you just need to pray harder.”
I got a divorce shortly after, and was told I needed to step down from Infant and Toddler Ministry (the only thing keeping me there at that point) and I left. After that, I ran into a care pastor at a funeral of a mutual church person who said “Oh, how is the rebellious leader going?
