I submitted this in the Chaplain's forum, but I didn't realise this page existed then, so I'm reposting now.
There are so many problems in the world, and mine is only a drop in the ocean. If anybody could give me an answer, I would be so grateful.
Everything I am saying has been approved by the other girl this involves. I'll call her "Charlotte."
Charlotte and I met online in 2009. We both found out we were Christians, and became best friends fast. We both live very far apart from each other. It takes several plane rides to arrive at each other's homes.
We met in May and July 2010. After July, we felt something deeper grow beneath us. With daily constant texting and such great chemistry between us both, an intense emotional attachment grew between us. It built up until we couldn't contain our feelings anymore in September 2010. We both admitted that there was something deeper between us, and that we didn't want to spend our lives with anyone else. At this point, Charlotte had decided to apply to attend my university. We were so afraid that we were gay. We know it's wrong, but we can't stand seeing each other with another guy (we had crushes, but nothing came of them. Now, well, read on).
Between September and December, we tried to label what we were. We didn't want to have sex with each other, we just wanted to be together for the rest of our lives.
Charlotte came to visit me for two weeks during Christmas. Things became really intense. We cuddled during movies, held hands when we were alone, and we eventually kissed on the lips. I felt romantically about it (not aroused), but Charlotte regularly kisses her mom on the lips and felt like she was kissing me because she loves me.
New Years Day was...bad. Charlotte was cold and climbed into my bed (she slept in the guest bedroom during the whole visit). She was leaving the next day which made us both sad. Feelings of loss and separation overcame us, and...we made out. We couldn't stop. It didn't go beyond the lips and we didn't shift around in the bed.
Then something bad happened. My mom caught us. Still to this day, I don't know how much she saw, but once Charlotte left I was seriously confronted with it. I admitted to it after a long battle, but I don't ever want to bring it up with my parents again. That's why I'm here asking people what is wrong with me instead of my parents. Sometimes anonymousness is more comforting than familiarity.
Neither of us want to be gay. We have no desire to be with men or to have families. We are two stubborn young women who are excited with what the world offers and dread the life of domesticity (even though our parents drill it into our head everyday that it is the system God made for people to follow). We have looked into asexuality (the lack of desire to have sex), and well, if neither of us never had sex, it wouldn't be any hardship on us. We often joke about becoming the world's oldest virgins. To be brutally honest (as this thread has been), the sight of the male anatomy disgusts us both. We have no problem being friends with males, we just dislike their sexual natures. We would choose cheesecake over sex.
Again, here is what we want: no sex, just to live with each other for the rest of our lives. We vowed to never get carried away again even though we will be tempted to once she moves up for school (she has been accepted). We have made our peace with God, but our consciences will not leave us alone. We need to know what to label ourselves as.
Ever since being caught, my mom has been talking nonstop about babies and marriage and not being alone in my old age. It's so annoying. She knows I don't want the domestic life. She doesn't know that I am disgusted by the very idea of sex. Charlotte and I have the same dreams and future career goals. Why live alone when we have each other?
Please, somebody, tell me if we are gay or not. Wanting to be with her seems to be like this horrible thing even though I can't see anything wrong with it. Is something as comforting as being held by her considered a sin? Sometimes I do desire to kiss her (even though she is hundreds of miles away), but I try my hardest to fight it.
Please help.
There are so many problems in the world, and mine is only a drop in the ocean. If anybody could give me an answer, I would be so grateful.
Everything I am saying has been approved by the other girl this involves. I'll call her "Charlotte."
Charlotte and I met online in 2009. We both found out we were Christians, and became best friends fast. We both live very far apart from each other. It takes several plane rides to arrive at each other's homes.
We met in May and July 2010. After July, we felt something deeper grow beneath us. With daily constant texting and such great chemistry between us both, an intense emotional attachment grew between us. It built up until we couldn't contain our feelings anymore in September 2010. We both admitted that there was something deeper between us, and that we didn't want to spend our lives with anyone else. At this point, Charlotte had decided to apply to attend my university. We were so afraid that we were gay. We know it's wrong, but we can't stand seeing each other with another guy (we had crushes, but nothing came of them. Now, well, read on).
Between September and December, we tried to label what we were. We didn't want to have sex with each other, we just wanted to be together for the rest of our lives.
Charlotte came to visit me for two weeks during Christmas. Things became really intense. We cuddled during movies, held hands when we were alone, and we eventually kissed on the lips. I felt romantically about it (not aroused), but Charlotte regularly kisses her mom on the lips and felt like she was kissing me because she loves me.
New Years Day was...bad. Charlotte was cold and climbed into my bed (she slept in the guest bedroom during the whole visit). She was leaving the next day which made us both sad. Feelings of loss and separation overcame us, and...we made out. We couldn't stop. It didn't go beyond the lips and we didn't shift around in the bed.
Then something bad happened. My mom caught us. Still to this day, I don't know how much she saw, but once Charlotte left I was seriously confronted with it. I admitted to it after a long battle, but I don't ever want to bring it up with my parents again. That's why I'm here asking people what is wrong with me instead of my parents. Sometimes anonymousness is more comforting than familiarity.
Neither of us want to be gay. We have no desire to be with men or to have families. We are two stubborn young women who are excited with what the world offers and dread the life of domesticity (even though our parents drill it into our head everyday that it is the system God made for people to follow). We have looked into asexuality (the lack of desire to have sex), and well, if neither of us never had sex, it wouldn't be any hardship on us. We often joke about becoming the world's oldest virgins. To be brutally honest (as this thread has been), the sight of the male anatomy disgusts us both. We have no problem being friends with males, we just dislike their sexual natures. We would choose cheesecake over sex.
Again, here is what we want: no sex, just to live with each other for the rest of our lives. We vowed to never get carried away again even though we will be tempted to once she moves up for school (she has been accepted). We have made our peace with God, but our consciences will not leave us alone. We need to know what to label ourselves as.
Ever since being caught, my mom has been talking nonstop about babies and marriage and not being alone in my old age. It's so annoying. She knows I don't want the domestic life. She doesn't know that I am disgusted by the very idea of sex. Charlotte and I have the same dreams and future career goals. Why live alone when we have each other?
Please, somebody, tell me if we are gay or not. Wanting to be with her seems to be like this horrible thing even though I can't see anything wrong with it. Is something as comforting as being held by her considered a sin? Sometimes I do desire to kiss her (even though she is hundreds of miles away), but I try my hardest to fight it.
Please help.