time for two cents from t
i once fell in love with a girl i could not marry. the religion she was raised in forbid her from marrying anyone not a member of the church. after a couple of years we were so in love it was crazy, but we kept running into the wall of "this relationship can ultimately go no where". it sucked wonderfully.
i realize this couldn't fix your prob but, i came up with the "fake her religion" plot. of coarse i would not lie to her about it, just her fam and everyone else. after going through the begining motions of lessons b4 joining i decided that it was not a path i could take. the religion is just absurd to me and i am VERy quick to point out things i think are wrong and love to debate.
i loved her so much i made everyone around me want to puke just by walking in the door...i was spewing love all over the place. and i knew she loved me just as much. i knew she did not have the religious convictions the rest of her family had, but also the pressure from her parents to do what they thought was right worked well on her. we only discussed her religion in so much as how it effected our relationship. i had often taken great pride in getting people to leave their religions and i did not want any religious change of hers to be because of me(it would only hurt us in the end).
couple of years out of h.s. and i was going to move 2000 miles away(we had been going to colleges that were 30 min apart). it came time to "fish or cut bait". believe me, i milked every drop i could out of our relationship b4 i broke it off. 4 months b4 i was gonna leave all we did was lean up against the wall of inevitable destruction. nothing was enjoyable, because the end was before us. it was horrible, braking up with someone you want to spend the rest of your life with.
it was the best thing i ever did. we both cried a lot, and saw next to nothing of each other for a couple of months. as day to day life got easier she poured herself into church and church activites. the time apart gave her an opportunaty to find that even without me around her religion still seemed wrong. without me around as a rationalizing factor for the doubt, she was able to think about what SHE believed and not what she was being told.
she left the church, moved with me, and we were married four and a half years ago.
it was probably the hardest thing she's ever done. i still have the BOX full of angry, hurtfull, and manipulating mail that her mother sent to her. other members of the church were full of pressure, too. most were much nicer than her own parents, but not all. she cared so much about all these people and NONE of them cared about what she had decided was right for her.
eventually, her family chilled out enough that we can all carry on civil conversations, and we go over there every now and again to do stuff. the air is stale, but breathable.
knoahbear, i too have BIG problems with the controlling factor of the parents. i HATE that the fam will not accept your girl for who she is. what kind of love is it that coerces and manipulates its object into a prechosen mold? but the blame is not to the family alone. in the end it is your girls decision. she must, in effect, choose between you and her family. remember, it is not she that would turn her back on her family. if her family chose to cut ties with her it is THEIR actions, not hers.
it is her responabilty to live free, to not let others coerce her into fallowing their wishes, and to remain open and loving to her family as long as they do not abuse that love. only she can make this type of choice. the less you 'help' the better you will be. if she does not choose you, be sad and be greatfull. if she does choose you, be ready for the sh!t to hit the fan and be happy.
so it all comes down to two pieces of 'advice':
if you love someone, set them free. if she comes back, she is yours forever.
but b4 you set them free get as much love out of the relationship as you can, cause it might not be coming back.
good luck. it only gets bumpier from here
t