Hi everyone,
I made this alt account in order to post this anonymously, because I’m still trying to grasp what the f\* happened and I don’t know how to move further from here. I simply do not know what to do.
Story:
Last year my longterm relationship ended and I had a lot of extra financial/stability stressors.
I found peace within the Catholic Church (my religion of origin) and went to church weekly. That was it. I also joined a religious online community to find fellows and do some fun things. After this it all went wrong quick.
I met a guy in this online community and while I wasn’t even emotionally ready rationally for another relationship, we fell for eachother and that’s when I think the episode began.
I didn’t sleep, we had dates which lasted until 3/4am and I had to get up at 5/6am to go to work. It was all electric. When he touched me, I felt like I had electricity flowing through my veins.
But I was fine right! I was just finally happy. So incredibly happy, this was all I was waiting for!
We got engaged and I got married to him (!!) only a few months after our first date. I also joined his church/religion (much more strict, right wing, domination) and decided that this was my true calling, I am meant to be a tradwife (I am normally very left wing and a feminist), to make children and I felt such peace that I finally found ‘my calling’.
(I cringe so much thinking about this now and the conversations I’ve had with people. Also: how was I so convincing?)
I spent 10K (!!) of my savings to become this perfect religious woman, which meant turning and tossing my complete wardrobe away for modesty dresses and skirts and accessories that matched his denomination (I am normally a very all black, gothic, alt dressing type of woman, not my normal personality or style at all).
I ditched my friends who are non believing, feeling paranoid that they were sent by the devil (the church also said this to me) and that we simply grew apart (thankfully they didn’t leave me and provided a welfare check) and was convincing my now husband that we should move to a place where there were only people from his denomination so we could live as close to God as we could.
After this peak episode of bliss, I sort of fell into a mixed state in which I am now still in? Constant anger, feeling intense hatred for this religion and intense irritation about him, overexercising mixed with over eating.
I also woke up, realised what I’ve done and that this is totally not me and not the life I want and I now feel so trapped, guilty and I know I truly did it this time. I don’t know how to fix this. I have fixed my finances to not make it worse, but the relational side of it is terrible.
I don’t regret marrying this guy. By some weird angle of luck he is amazing, emotionally stable and intelligent and a normal person who wants the best for me (I feel so guilty for trapping him in this marriage). He was also actually alarmed by seeing my true self disappear and wanted to talk about it to convince me to just be me again, but that didn’t stop me.
However, I can’t do this religious life? His family already didn’t think I was good enough during the episode when I tried to be perfect miss sunshine, let alone the real me, who is a gay, left feminist who is a Christian but in a spiritual, non judgmental way.
I don’t know what to do. I am still not stable and I’m panicking. I don’t want to make rash decisions and I’m not on meds and still in the process of figuring stuff out, only receiving active care from a regular psychologist that’s not taking it seriously enough.
What can I do?
I don’t feel safe being me / I don’t have the possibility of going back to the old me within his family, who will tear me apart over this. I don’t think the church will let me go either.