Christian boys dating mormon girls
When I was finally 16, the guy I’d liked for a long time asked me on my first date.
I am a senior in high school, and I am a recovering steady dater.
My mother also tells me that we shouldn’t date before 16 because it can distract us from studies and opportunities that can be vital to success in the future.
I’ve seen friends of mine become depressed because of an emotional breakup at age 13.
I’ve made a great friend, and I hope we will be friends for a long time.
I started liking him more and more, and I wanted to spend all my time with him. After all, we had set our own rules and promised not to cross any lines.
It started off so magical, almost like a movie—we got along great, understood each other, and never fought. As we continued to date only each other, my parents became concerned and tried to limit our dating. My parents started wanting to know where I was every second. “After all, I am being a good influence on my boyfriend; I am encouraging him toward a mission. If my parents just understood that, then they would allow us to steady date, because we are surely the exception to the rule.” As we entered the fifth month of our relationship, it seemed like true love.
For the past two months, my roommate and I have attended a midsingles ward in Bountiful—ages 31 to 45.
Our second week there, we went to a new member meeting in which we were told that about 450 people attend sacrament meeting in the ward each week, on average.