Sam Young Excommunicated, But #protectldschildren MUST Continue

The verdict is in. Sam Young was excommunicated from The Church Of Jesus Christ Of Latter Day Saints for doing the right thing and blowing the whistle on the abusive practices in the church. They have decided to spit in the face of all of the victims and allies standing with Sam. But despite their atrocities, we CAN and we MUST continue on the fight. This isn’t over. Sam has lead us here, and now it is up to US, THE MEMBERS AND COMMUNITIES, to rise unified as one voice to PROTECT OUR CHILDREN!

If you want to talk or discuss more grassroots activism options, consider joining these groups on Facebook dedicated to the cause:

Samaritans For Sam

Wounded Samaritans

Sam Young – Protect LDS Children – We Stand With You

The Vigil Is Not Over For #samaritansforsam

Around the world, we waited together to hear if Sam Young was to be excommunicated for his brave work doing #protectldschildren #templesidechatwithanapostle, templesidechatwithjesus, and Samaritan’s events like #samaritansparty and #samaritansfeast. It’s been 4 days since that night, and the decision has still not been released. But the vigil is not over!

This is a social media call to show your support not only for Sam Young and Protect LDS Children, but victims and survivors everywhere. If you can, please copy and paste the following message to a selfie with a candle, a picture of a candle, or your profile picture with the frame of a candle on Facebook for Sam Young. Show your support and solidarity by turning all of social media into one big interactive vigil for all those affected by this cause!

(Copy and paste the text onto a selfie of you and a candle, just a picture of a candle, or the Sam Young profile picture frame to continue the vigil!)

#samspotlight #protectldschildren #istandwithsam #stopprotectingsexualpredators

If you care about the many victims of abuse in all religions…
Whether you’re #lds, #exmo, or never heard of the #mormon (TCOJCOLDS) church…
Been there from the beginning with #samyoung or just learning of protectldschildren.org now…

We are encouraging EVERYONE during this hard time to #letyourlightshine across social media by posting a picture of you holding a candle in vigil for Sam Young and all the survivors of #abuse with the hashtags:
#samspotlight #protectldschildren #istandwithsam #stopprotectingsexualpredators #abuseawareness.

Let’s light up the world in unison with an interactive vigil capable of reaching even the darkest corners! ❤️

https://invisiblescubit.wordpress.com/2018/09/07/the-samaritans-night/

Samaritans Night Eve Of The Tribunal

Tribunal Outcome

Samaritan’s Party And Feast For Protect LDS Children

The Samaritan’s Party was all about healing for the victims and survivors of abuse in The Church Of Jesus Christ Of Latter-Day Saints and included a bishop’s apology from 30 current or still ordained bishops across the country for the church’s practice of one-on-one interviews conducted by untrained lay men and often including sexually explicit questions with underage children. The Samaritan’s Feast was the last day of Sam Young’s #hungerstrikeandspotlight and #templesidechat. He fasted for 23 days, besting Gandhi’s fast by 2 days, all for the victims. Not one apostle showed up, including the prophet Russel M. Nelson, but as participants washed each others feet free of the guilt, shame, and pain of their traumas in the church, you could almost swear Jesus himself was standing amongst them.

https://invisiblescubit.wordpress.com/2018/08/15/samaritans-party-apology-challenge/

https://invisiblescubit.wordpress.com/2018/08/18/the-samaritans-feast/

My coverage of #protectldschildren #templesidechatewithanapostle Day 1 and being on Fox 13

Fox13 Article And Video On ProtectLDSChildren

 

I would like to take this moment to set the record straight.

Yes, I am the one who was asked disgusting questions by my bishop after coming to him about being molested by my lds neighbor in his temple garments when I was 6 years old. I’ve decided to make this part of my story public for clarification, and if anyone is interested in more of my story, feel free to ask questions or wait for our book. I speak from a place of truth, and I will not be silent about my experiences. Share if you please. These kinds of things NEED to be talked about, and if I have to put my name on it to raise some awareness and possibly help even ONE CHILD from enduring this hell, it will be worth it all.

My first adult attackers name was Leo Soderstrom. He groomed me for months with my parents occasionally present before I felt comfortable enough to drop by his house several times a week on average to pick up box tops and milk jug lids for my local school. Even then, I was still cautious. He was always trying to get me alone in his dead wife’s old room full of handmade crocheted dress dolls, and it scared me enough I started bringing my dog with me. I continued to go because I thought I was doing good, visiting an older lonely man and earning money for Fillmore Elementary School.

I will NEVER forget that day. I came onto his porch, left my dog in the walkway, and knocked on the main door. I heard his voice welcome me inside, so I opened the door. I didn’t see him when I first entered, but I saw this big beautiful shiny remote control toy speedboat, which is similar to what I asked for every year for Christmas. He knew it would draw me in and distract me. His voice came again from the back of the house, telling me to sit down and look at his new toy while he gathered the box tops and put them in a bag. And so I didn’t even notice when he came into the room until he was almost upon me. He was only wearing his temple garments. At first I was shocked and embarrassed, because he was so near naked, but I had seen my dad and friends parents at sleepovers wearing them occasionally, so I just assumed he had been sleeping and hadn’t dressed yet. I stood up quickly to take the brown paper bag in his hand, clutching it in my fist between us like a shield. Suddenly I was being pushed up against the cheaply boarded walls, his hands groping at my 6 year old chest underneath my favorite rainbow shirt. I was frozen, terrified and speechless, not quite understanding what was happening. He started to breathe heavily close to my face, moving his hand down into the side of my overalls while holding me pinned to the wall by my right breast with the other. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally pulled his hand out, but to my horror he reached down into his temple garments and grabbed his penis, pulling it out and exposing himself to me. It was at this moment I was able to manage a small, strangled sort of cry, which caused my german shepherd/rottweiler mix dog Nakeeta to start barking and scraping at the porch door trying to get to me. It was enough to shake his concentration on my childish body and distract him so that I could break away from his grip and run out of the door, down the porch, all the way back to my own house just less than a block away.

I fought with myself for several days about what to do. The year before, a group of popular mormon boys had cornered me on the bus and threatened to do whatever they wanted to me, because I was adopted and different. I still remember the nightmares they caused me to have, visions of being dragged to the creek behind my house and beaten, raped, and abused until I was dead, even though at that age I could barely understand what they were describing they would do to me. I had immediately gone home and told my father, who went straight to the boy leader of the group and his father. The boy admitted it outright. My dad chose not to press charges, because the boys dad was a prominent member of the community and he wanted the boy to get help rather than punish. But the anger he showed when it happened…I knew if I told him what Leo had done, he would have strangled that old pervert with his bare hands. I wanted to save my family. But I felt like I couldn’t just sit silently with what had happened to me.

In the church, we’re taught as children to look up to our authority leaders and trust our bishops implicitly. We’re also taught to go to them first, whatever happens to us. All I could think to do was to go to my bishop. Police never even entered my mind. We aren’t taught to go to those kinds of authorities first.

I went in and told him how Leo had hurt me, how confused and in pain I was, I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t come to church and avoid these people that added to my feelings of pain and shame, I didn’t know what to do. That’s when the re-traumatization began.

It started with asking me to get more and more graphic about what exactly had happened. Going over the details again and again with someone who clearly didn’t believe me and was not sensitive to my pain was deeply wounding. Soon it turned into, what was I wearing, why was I alone with him in the first place, why hadn’t I told my dad like I had the first time, was I mentally stable enough to even make an accusation or was I just lying or looking for attention, did I misinterpret his affections, did i like it, basically was I aroused (which I didn’t understand) and on…and on…and on.

I have said it before, I will say it again, and I will never stop saying it: I DON’T KNOW A SINGLE 6 YEAR OLD WHO CAN COME UP WITH A GROWN MAN’S GENITALS IN TEMPLE GARMENTS FROM IMAGINATION.

My parents were never told. He made it clear to me I was to keep this to myself, not to tell anyone what happened, and to turn to my scriptures for guidance and help. No talk of therapy, going to police, telling my parents, disciplinary actions, or help for me at all. I was a good mormon child, so I kept my silence for YEARS. Even when Leo started to stalk me, following me around and showing up at our house, and I would have full on panic attacks and sometimes just black out, I didn’t say anything. I was afraid. I didn’t think anyone would believe me.

When I was 14, I was attacked again by a female predator. I was object raped multiple times and molested, twice badly enough to cause vaginal bleeding and severe pain. I was using anything I could to escape my pain growing up a survivor and a pansexual genderqueer person in a church that didn’t want me, stalked and harassed me, persecuting me and my friends for things none of us could help. It wasn’t long before I was caught up in the chemicals this predator was feeding me to take advantage of me. I had witnesses. It went on for almost 7-8 months. I swallowed all of my pain and kept silent. Only when it was clear she intended to create another victim from a mentally challenged friend of mine that I felt enough concern to come forward once again, this time to my seminary teacher at MHS. He told me he couldn’t help me and shepherded me to the principal’s office, where police were FINALLY called, but the experience wasn’t much better than the first time. I was laughed at when I voiced my fears of being gaybashed or attacked by the church (which DID happen mere weeks later, multiple times, mostly from “good old mormon boys” in groups who would corner me on the streets between the high school, my home, and Pioneer Market in Fillmore). These mormon sheriffs were NOT interested in helping me. They were required to. I was taken to a safe house near the SLC area of Utah where I was put in a small room full of safari themed decorations and stuffed animals that all had cameras and wires in them. I was absolutely scared to death and at some point in the graphic questions they asked, I disassociated and started to black out. I just couldn’t handle it anymore. The authorities told my parents they would investigate and get ahold of them within 2 weeks. We never heard from them again. Not one phone call or letter. I found out later they asked 1 person about the incident before dropping the case entirely. The church paid for one half hour meeting with a church counselor, who compared my life to an episode of the Simpsons (being mormon I had been raised not to watch this show, so he had to explain to me how I was like Bart who had gotten a tattoo, and his sister wouldn’t stop poking the hurt spot on purpose? To this day I have no idea why he went on this tangent.), told me to stop being depressed all the time and to turn to my scriptures and my leaders if I felt bad or wanted to continue to self harm (cutting, burning, suicide attempts). He also wanted to get graphic with me, but I refused to get into the sick details unless he was interested in actually working with me. He complimented my Pink Floyd hat and sent me on my way, I never saw him again and I never got any other help from the church. If anything the church added to my pain consistently over the years and many of those member’s names are practically sewn into the scars that cover most of my body today, including those who literally shadowed me for the church for years with intent of harm.

I never lied. I never made anything up. And the worst part about my story, is that it isn’t unique. I am consciously aware every single day that I don’t just stand for myself, I stand for all the children who were abused here in this area who could not or can not stand for themselves. When I was a president of the beehives in young women’s, I had so many younger girls and boys come to me about how they had been abused and were hurting. I will never forgive myself for recommending them all to the church instead of the proper authorities, where they might have received REAL HELP.

As a result, I’ve been dedicating the last few years of my life to making things right. I’ve tried to follow up with as many cases as I can remember and make sure they are all ok. Some I wasn’t able to get to in time. But others have told me their full realized truths. Turns out, that same bishop who caused me so many problems was actively trying to molest several of my friends when we were children. A few of those same sheriffs who laughed at me were caught doing similarly heinous things. And the vast majority of those I’ve spoken with here DO NOT have good experiences from the church, just traumatic ones.

This is systematic. It’s widespread. I don’t believe it’s the minority, or certainly not in this small founder family town I have the most experience with, it’s the majority.

THIS. HAS. TO. STOP.

Now, on the Fox13 clip, I said a lot of very good things about the movement and was able to keep it together for the brief interview, but of course they just wanted the shock value little clip on my experience. The crying shot was after the matter, talking to some of the other members of the movement about the details made me lose my composure. But nothing I said was not TRUTH. It was all real.

To those who want to hate on my life story…you don’t know me. You don’t know my experiences. Not only am I not alone, I have an entire list of people who would be more than happy to corroborate. It’s just the reality of the situation. And we have ALL been quiet, kind, and considerate about it LONG ENOUGH.

If this policy doesn’t change and this church doesn’t take some serious steps to bring about transparency and reduce trauma, EXPECT US, and DON’T expect it to be kept cute for your comfort level. This is wrong. It has always been wrong, since the very beginning of Mormonism with Joseph Smith himself and 14 year old CHILDREN.

We are standing up against this kind of spiritual abuse and child abuse for all the right reasons. If you can’t see that, I don’t know how else to get through to you. As a human being, I don’t understand those who have no sympathy or compassion for this cause. But for those of you who recognize this for what it truly is, I am begging you to STAND WITH US. PROTECT YOUR CHILDREN. PROTECT EVERY SURVIVOR IN THERE. DO THE RIGHT THING.

If you’re interested in reading more true stories about abuse in the church, I highly recommend Protect LDS Children .

Child In Wheelchair Attacked By Security Guard In Temple Square 7/29

I feel like this video deserves it’s own post. It was really awful and I feel like it needs to be seen and talked about.

This was by far the worst action by an outsider that happened today. A child in a wheelchair was attacked by a security guard for holding a sign a couple of feet over an arbitrary and unclear line, because she wanted to be in the shade in the awful heat of the day. He was waiting in the background for quite some time, looking for someone to attack, and decided to attack a child. in. a. wheelchair. She was visibly shaken and brought to tears. Sam Young stepped in and tried to rectify the situation positively, but I felt it was important to get her side of the story and validate what had just happened to her. I think that security guard should be absolutely ashamed of himself. There’s no excuse for that kind of behavior. That it happened right outside the Salt Lake City LDS Temple in Temple Square makes it even more atrocious.

My heart broke at the sight of her tears. No child should have to bear such a traumatic event happening so randomly to her when she was trying to show support for a very important cause, PROTECTING OTHER CHILDREN. No justification would make me feel ok with how she was treated.

Livestream Coverage Of #protectldschildren #templesidechatwithanapostle Day 2

Our livestream coverage of Sam Young’s Protect LDS Children’s Temple Side Chat With An Apostle, hunger strike, and spotlight.

Standing by these warriors for the cause was an honor and a dream come true. Sam Young and McKenna Denson were phenomenal! There was some really great discussion by the group, since the apostle never showed or sent any church representation (shame on you, Soares). I openly tell a very small part of my story at the end. I felt it was important to get to some of the really sick questions and actions that have ABSOLUTELY happened to not only me, but the majority of girls I worked with as a beehive president and activist in my community.

This was by far the worst action by an outsider that happened today. A child in a wheelchair was attacked by a security guard for holding a sign a couple of feet over an arbitrary and unclear line, because she wanted to be in the shade in the awful heat of the day. He was waiting in the background for quite some time, looking for someone to attack, and decided to attack a child. in. a. wheelchair. She was visibly shaken and brought to tears. Sam Young stepped in and tried to rectify the situation positively, but I felt it was important to get her side of the story and validate what had just happened to her. I think that security guard should be absolutely ashamed of himself. There’s no excuse for that kind of behavior. That it happened right outside the Salt Lake City LDS Temple in Temple Square makes it even more atrocious.

Kristy Johnson’s Entire HOM Interview On Severe Abuse In The LDS Church – #mormonmetoo #stopprotectingsexualpredators #protectldschildren

We support Kristy Johnson. We support sharing her story far and wide. We recommend these interviews, her press conference livestream( Kristy Johnson Livestream ), and her documentary Glass Temples. Her story is important. This is how the church has handled abuse. And it is time for this behavior to STOP. We stand by her 100% <3

Kristy Johnson Part 3 On Heart Of The Matter – Severe Abuse In The LDS Church

This amazing woman. My favorite moment was when she was talking about needing to “confess”, I would’ve been right next to her taking off my accessories ready to fight on her behalf <3 XD VICTIMS ARE NOT TO BLAME. EVER. THEY DON’T NEED TO REPENT. THEY ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE. PERIOD.

We here at this project adore Kristy and fully support her in her journey and her truth. Her story is important. We should all be talking about this.

Throwing Stones: Telling Stories Of Resilience Event Livestream!

Really great and productive event at the Library, lot of really amazing speakers and very good discussion! Glass Temples is not in our livestream as we didnt want to post anything that might be copyrighted, but there is some amazing poetry and music performances as well as an informative and enlightening Q&A and group discussion!

We will update this post with as much credit as we can gather about all the contributors as we get the information! 🙂

We’ve Got Coverage!

Incredible news.

After weeks of trying to get ANYONE to listen to us, we have finally found a champion and hero in the form of McKenna Denson. To say we are ecstatic would be an understatement. Finally, a voice for the voiceless that is standing up to the church for all the injustices it perpetrates on its own members has heard our cries and is interested in helping us not only share our stories and receive the kind of help we so desperately need, but in helping this kind of abuse stop once and for all before another woman or child is hurt. This is monumental.

For myself personally, I feel this is the moment I’ve been waiting over half my life for. After years of being silenced and trapped in the dark underbelly of the church, the truth is shining its light brighter than ever in spite of it all, and it is the most validating and healing feeling I’ve ever experienced. To all the nay-sayers calling for me to “stop my personal vendetta” because “religion”, I have only a few things to say to you. You can call what I’m doing whatever you like and believe what you want. The truth will set every one of us free, and the same goes for this religion. If you have nothing to hide or cover up, nothing I’m saying or doing should bother you to the point of attacking me or any of the women I work with. If you care about this church as much as you say you do, the same issues I have should be just as important to you, because they’re effectively destroying the thing you love so much, and we had nothing to do with it. We were the victims, not the villains. We’re doing this, not because of vendettas, but because we see these problems we suffered ourselves and we want to do everything in our power to stop it from ever happening again. If you can’t accept that… It says more about you than any of the brave women fighting in you and your families names.

This is the beginning of a whole new age, and I welcome it with an open heart and mind.

Just a quick update, we are working on a lot of interviews with people who have experienced abuse within the church and encourage anyone who wants to be heard, whether anonymously or not, to get in contact with us. We’re also working on launching a YouTube series dealing directly with a lot of this material that we hope will eventually become a documentary.

I’ve decided to leave my personal email here in case anyone is having issues getting ahold of me more directly as well. I look forward to hearing from you! 🙂

juwana.mann081@gmail.com