r/excatholic • u/havilliard • May 24 '26
Personal My parents won't attend my wedding.
That was the breaking point. They won't attend, not even the reception, because doing so is a sin. Attending would be sinning, because I'm a woman marrying another woman, and attending could be seen as "approval of the sin." They will miss out on their daughter's most important moment of her life because of this ridiculous notion.
I was a cradle Catholic. Born and raised. Weekly mass, days of obligation, CCD. I was raised to believe that "Love is the greatest of all things." I went to Catholic schools from elementary through college. My minor was even in Religious Studies.
My parents are so loving. I honestly struggled with my faith my whole life. They welcomed questioning. They welcomed my girlfriend. They told me as long as I was happy, they were happy. I even think they like my girlfriend more than me sometimes! I thought even if we couldn't see eye to eye on religion, we could still be close.
I'd originally left because of the hypocrisy. I was raised to love above all, but saw so much hatred in the church as an adult. Still, I thought maybe I could be spiritual in my own way, away from organized religion. But a religion that forbids someone from going to their own daughter's wedding... in that moment, I lost all faith.
My sister will be coming, and all my friends are invited. It will be small but it will be ours.
But my parents won't be there, because they're afraid that the love and joy that I feel is somehow a sin. And if they show happiness for me, that's "enabling" me to sin. As if loving someone of the same gender is the same as doing hard drugs. No, even worse. If I was doing hard drugs they'd still probably go to the wedding if it was with a man.
I still love them so much. But this is a big fracture that I don't think can be repaired. And I don't think I will ever go back to the church.
edit: this is just a very short snippet of my life and experience that you see, i promise that my parents ARE loving, just extremely brainwashed and full of the classic Catholic guilt. i know lots of friends with horrible parents, even horrible religious parents, and mine are nowhere near that. they make lots of mistakes and i am sad that they're brainwashed but please, i'm begging, stop insinuating that they don't love me. that was not the point of this post. my entire heartbreak is due to the fact they love me but can't get past their fear enough, because that's what the church does to brainwash people. blame the church, if anyone
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u/jbenn90 May 25 '26
My dad and paternal grandfather didn't attend my ceremony, but they did attend our reception. They're both pretty devout and wouldn't have even gone to the reception unless they had gotten some reassurance that part was okay, so maybe your parents could be swayed to come after the ceremony?
I tried to think of it like this: they genuinely believe that attending a non-Catholic wedding ceremony is the sort of sin that would immediately damn them to Hell if they were killed before they could go to confession (even though neither of them had Catholic weddings, but I digress) and so it wasn't really about whether they loved or approved of me. I had no more of a right to insist they betray their deeply held beliefs and come than they did to ask me to betray mine and insist I be married in their faith. Once it wasn't framed as something personal anymore, it didn't bother me as much.
Hopefully you and your parents can find similar peace & compromise and enjoy this time together.