I just read your story after searching on the internet hoping finally to find some like-minded and supportive people. What I found was somewhat different. Your story basically summed up a lot of the things that I am feeling. I am just coming through the better side of a nervous breakdown, have suffered with what was described as anorexia, but was really just symptomatic of the way that I was feeling. I cried the whole way through reading your story, and by that I don't mean that I was sobbing, but those real tears when they just run down your face.
I have always wondered how those involved in a religion so forgiving and "together" can be so closed off to something that it doesn't like or understand. Having been brought up as a Jehovah's Witness myself and coming out as a result of my life falling apart, with a really nasty break up, my Mum seemed to throw herself back into "the truth" as a result of my words. I can at least be grateful that my family was there in its own way when I needed them, I do wish that they could also have shared in my happiness.
I just wanted to respond to what I had read and to let you know that you have given me some food for thought. I am glad that you have found happiness and I hope that it continues.