- Aug 16, 2008
- 139
- 25
- Country
- United Kingdom
- Gender
- Female
- Faith
- Catholic
- Marital Status
- Celibate
- Politics
- UK-Greens
I was brought up Catholic and I like the feel of the Catholic church services, the hymns, the sense of community etc. I don't consider myself a Christian though because things like the trinity and Jesus dying for our sins don't make sense to me unless I try and look at them as a metaphor rather than literal truth. Also I am not against abortion or contraception and various other things. I believe I have had direct experience of God on many occassions, it's sometimes a feeling so intense that it overwhelms me, like pure love pulsing through my body and soul. I do believe in God because of this, but not a God of any particular religion. I'm 26 now and I've been "feeling" God since I was 16. However I was using illegal drugs at that time and sometimes wonder if that is what has caused this, maybe it affected my brain chemistry? But on the other hand the feeling is so real, undeniable and I haven't used any drugs at all in about 4 years. I've also felt touched by "evil" I guess you would call it, that actually started before I felt God or touched drugs. Maybe I'm just mad, but on many occassions I felt an intensely evil presence and even heard voices, my friends and I did a ouija board and scary things happened after that. A friend of mine killed himself when I was 16 and I spent about a year self-harming, ten years later my arms are still scarred, it's very embarrassing and I never wear short sleeves. At that time I was having terrifying nightmares and hypnagogs, I was clinically depressed and attempted suicide at age 17. I was in hospital for a week but obviously survived. At 20 I got involved with an abusive man who raped and hit me, emotionally abused me and pressurised me into continuing to take drugs when I wanted to stop. I had lost my virginity to him and after I broke free from him I slept with 3 random men which I'm not happy about. I've now been celibate for nearly 4 years. I've written on here before about that stuff because I was feeling unclean. But now I have 2 different issues. The first is whether I should be happy with just accepting that there is some kind of God, or whether I need some formal religion. I've studied Christian theology and other religions at A-Level and degree level and unless I see Christianity as a metaphor, I just can't accept it. I'm really interested in esoteric views. My other problem is that I feel torn between darkness and light. On the one hand I feel the love of God and want to live a happy fulfilling life. On the other I am tempted towards self-destructive behaviour. I have been bulimic for 11 years, before that I was anorexic for 2 years. I can't stop binging and starving. I just can't eat normally. On the one hand I want to eat healthy nutritious food and be fit and healthy, on the other hand I want to forget about health and just starve myself until I get great cheekbones and can fit into a size 0. So I'm constantly starving for a while, then binging for a while, as a result my health is not good. I have also felt constantly suicidal since the age of about 15. I don't feel immediately suicidal, I'm not about to do it today or even this year, it's just always there in my mind, like one day, you know, it's just an option if you need it one day. I often listen to rock and metal music with fatalistic depressing messages, and my favourite rockstar was a very troubled bloke who self-harmed, had anorexia and was in a mental hospital. Why am I attracted to stuff like that? Sometimes I think maybe because it offers an easy way out, when things get too much you can just give up, collapse into despair and just die. How can I stop finding the dark side so attractive? How can I want to be healthy and fit instead of skinny and unhealthy? I guess I'm just rambling a bit. I feel torn. I just wish I could be healthy, find my Prince Charming, fall in love and be happy like a normal person. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed with the bliss of God, sometimes I feel despair at the horror and futility of life. I wonder sometimes if I'm just nuts. I don't really know what the point of me writing this is but this has been going on for so long. I just want a normal life! I have also been stealing for a long time, part of me wants to stop but.... I don't know, I know there's no excuse. I just wonder if it's worthwhile trying to live a good life.