Hi friends. Welcome back to Not So Mali Mormon podcast. This is Katie. I'm your host. As always, hi. Hope you're having a lovely Monday so far. Today, I have a

email for you from Victoria, and I'm going to jump right in. This is my missionary story and I hope it can help many other women who are going through the same tragic life events.

When I was 16, I met a boy at a football game and we hit it off instantly.

His name was John and when he told me he was

Mormon, I was a bit standoffish. Being young, I ignored that sign and just continued to date him

anyways. Some months passed, and we seemed to be pretty happy. This is until the honeymoon phase

ended, and he let his guard down to be his true self. He had told me he was leaving on a

mission October of that year. I was heartbroken, but we, quote, knew we could make it work.

That night, we found ourselves at his house, and we were making it on the couch, just lucky that we

were home alone. Something about

Mormon men just makes them so sex hungry, and he ended up taking off my panties and raping me

for what felt like ours. Because of my current weight at the time, I was too scared to leave

because of fear that no one else would ever love me.

The day after that, he left to Provo and wouldn't stop messaging me. For the sake of time, I will

fast forward to about six months into his mission. John would message me every day, making up stories about me cheating on him and

claim to have pictures of me with other men that didn't even exist. On top of that, he would

force me to show him my messages via the new Skype rule so he knew I was being loyal. With all this craziness going on, he would try to make me

send him nudes via Google Photos, which really sent me into this oppressive haze. I was completely

controlled by this man. Around seven months in, I was lucky enough to take a trip to Vegas with my girls,

and John made me text him every half an hour to make sure I was being loyal and not flirting with anyone.

For anybody that isn't familiar with mission work, missionaries cannot have their phones to text home out in the field.

They will risk being sent home, so it was terrible that he was messaging me, not for encouragement, but for possession.

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