We Need To Talk About Religious Abuse
I'm always careful about how I talk about religion. Religion can be a great source of comfort to some but for others it can be a front for abusers and a method of control. Historically some people who are religious leaders have been threatened by some scientific discoveries because it threatened their religious authority because these discoveries were not mentioned in religious texts.
The trouble with the bible is that it has had to be translated over and over again and many verses are very ambiguous. This has opened up the floodgates to misinterpretation which has been used to support bigoted agenda such as homophobia, sexism, sex negativity and some extreme prejudices. People can often be exposed to practises that are inhumane such as conversion therapy which is not only dangerous but also pointless because you can't cure someone of their sexuality nor should you.
I personally went to a fundamentalist christian school which was not only prejudiced against the usual types of things but I was often singled out for being poor. In my family however I experienced much worse abuse. My maternal grandmother would refuse to connect with me unless I considered myself christian and went to church with her. I had a spiritual awakening at this time and I decided to tell my mother’s side which they were happy to exploit.
On one Occassion my aunt brought me to Port Macquarie for 'a holiday' with the family. She claimed that we were staying at a missionaries house but that the missionary was holidaying somewhere overseas at that time. When we got there the missionary was there and she wasn't just rude, she was also pressuring me and my sisters to get baptised there. There was no escape from this woman and my aunt was supporting this behaviour and even contributed to it.
The missionary kept telling me that the devil was watching me and that the only way to stop him corrupting me was to get baptised. One night I was talking with the missionary and my aunt. My aunt said that when she was pregnant with her first child she got blessed by a priest several times because she was afraid by the demon my mother was apparently worshiping called 'the wolf'. I later found out that it wasn't a demon and that my mother took on the American Indian belief of having a spirit animal.
Anyways I remember being very afraid and not understanding why it was so easy for my aunt to brainwash me at that time. I was having a trauma response which is called fawn. This is not a very well known trauma response as it's only been recently discovered.
So I ended up giving in, in a bid to protect my other sisters from being pressured. I and one of my sisters ended up getting baptised, my other sister was still shamed by the missionary for not getting baptised and she ended up going away to cry. At the time I was scared but I was more scared for my sisters and I wasn't able to protect my sisters or myself from this woman. When I came home I was religiously obsessed. My paternal grandmother started verbally abusing me because she didn't like how religious I was being. She was disgusted by me.

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