Have namechanged for this.
I grew up in Northern Ireland.I have not one single memory of my mum cuddling, kissing me or telling me she loves me. Our relationship since I was a teenager was disastrous. She was unable to show any affection and I felt utterly rejected.
I had all but written her off as a cold bitch who didn't love me until......one new years eve a few years ago. Piss-up at my aunties and me and mum having a drunken heart to heart and she told me that she was abused from the ages of 9 to 12 by a priest who was a very close family friend.
Her parents trusted him implicitly (as everyone did all priests in Ireland in those days) and he took her on day trips where he sexually assaulted her in the back of his car.
I now feel nothing but love and sympathy for my mum. I know and understand exactly why she has the problems she does with expressing love.
If the animal were still alive I'd pay him a visit myself.
Unsurprisingly I am now an ardent Atheist.
The Catholic Church is, like any other religion, nothing more than a crutch for the weak.
Look at what they have let happen in the past, allowing perverts to get away with ruining the lives of children, protecting the paedophiles rather than the kids. Look at what they are letting happen today in Africa.
Corrupt, greedy, superscillous, patronising and ignorant are just a few of the words that spring to mind when I think of the catholic church
Interestingly I went to a convent school. Out of the scores of priests I encountered during my time there only 2 of them were imo decent human beings. One of them left the church in my final year and is now married with 3 kids. The other left the church too and emigrated. This has always struck me as poignant.